I am a frequent visitor to this place... Why?
I love to watch people. I am a people watcher. I just want to watch, not participate in your conversation about this guy in your biology class or about how your room mate just got the clap. I just want to watch how other people interact with each other. I want to watch how people loose themselves in the constant going, time passing thing called life in a cafe. I work in a cafe so I am part of this spinning universe of coffee, fattening pastries, and regulars. I understand how it works on the inside and sometimes on the outside. Why, then, do I find myself in my usual spot, at the usual cafe doing what I do best, which is being a creeper?
Don't stare at me while I watch you. That just makes me feel like an uber-creeper. Which I know I'm not... right? I mean, everyone likes to people watch don't they? It's a very natural thing, ya know, to just sit and observe how people are acting with different groups of people or when they are by themselves. Is there anyone else that likes people watching? I know my grandmother did. She and I would sit for hours watching people at the mall. I wish we could watch people together again.
Moving on though, this is just me procrastinating the completion of my story for this week's writing prompt. I am so upset that I missed last weeks dead line. Last week was just so busy. I know it was my fault I missed it, so I won't even try to place blame on anyone or anything. Geez! I am even procrastinating typing this up.
When you see someone you haven't seen for a long time do you say hello? Like, the conditions which you last saw this person you didn't really like each other, but time has passed you both know you have grown up, matured, and moved on. Would you say hello? I would, but I am not going to say it first. The other person, who at the time was the one causing the problems, should say it first, right? Or if I am wrong, please, tell me. But than again, no one reads my entries except for perhaps two people, even then it is very iffy. If someone else does happen to take a gander at this and feels like responding to any of my random babbling, please, enlighten me as to the ways of proper people watching, procrastinating technics, and the awkwardness of seeing an ex-co worker.
Don't stare at me while I watch you. That just makes me feel like an uber-creeper. Which I know I'm not... right? I mean, everyone likes to people watch don't they? It's a very natural thing, ya know, to just sit and observe how people are acting with different groups of people or when they are by themselves. Is there anyone else that likes people watching? I know my grandmother did. She and I would sit for hours watching people at the mall. I wish we could watch people together again.
Moving on though, this is just me procrastinating the completion of my story for this week's writing prompt. I am so upset that I missed last weeks dead line. Last week was just so busy. I know it was my fault I missed it, so I won't even try to place blame on anyone or anything. Geez! I am even procrastinating typing this up.
When you see someone you haven't seen for a long time do you say hello? Like, the conditions which you last saw this person you didn't really like each other, but time has passed you both know you have grown up, matured, and moved on. Would you say hello? I would, but I am not going to say it first. The other person, who at the time was the one causing the problems, should say it first, right? Or if I am wrong, please, tell me. But than again, no one reads my entries except for perhaps two people, even then it is very iffy. If someone else does happen to take a gander at this and feels like responding to any of my random babbling, please, enlighten me as to the ways of proper people watching, procrastinating technics, and the awkwardness of seeing an ex-co worker.