Monday, February 20, 2006
Short Story
Scene 1: Starbucks
Waitress: so you've come here to study?
Me:
silenceWaitress: You're hear to study?
Me:
Gives a silly smile. Sorry... I can't hear you.
Waitress
Very patiently. You came here to study?
Me:
Whole series of thoughts run through the head, including that of her trying to chase unwanted and over-staying customers away Err... Nope.
Waitress: What're you doing now? Studying
Me:
Revelation Oh, I'm in NS now.
End Scene
What the fuck!?
The nice waitress was trying to be polite and social, and I assumed that she was going to utter some snide/cynical things. I think I'm beyond help. Fortunately, I think there's hope for the service industry.
BUT
I think, I need to go out more often. Talk to people more.
I need to stop the voice in my brain from painting bad pictures of people.
People are fun.
People are good.
There's hope still.
By the way, thanks for a great time, Cheryl.
Gavin
pondered @ 17:58
