Seriously... What is with these guys?
"Hey ... I'm Michael!"
"Congratulations"
I was sitting in one of my favorite café's not far from the Watson Institute. The breakfast rush was over and we were nowhere near lunch so the place was near empty (the way I like it).
I was spread out all over the table ... a large textbook, my laptop, and my tablet ... and I was typing away on the laptop. In the midst of my mess was a half consumed cup of tea. Yes, for those of you who don't yet know, I am back in the world of academia.
So I'm deep in a very focused thought process and formulating my paper on the laptop while reviewing my class notes on my tablet and this random dude sits at my table and says hey. 🙄
"I figured I'd introduce myself since I've seen you here a bunch of times."
"Mission complete," and I continued typing.
"So you're obviously in the grad school, huh?"
"Figure that out all by yourself?" and still I haven't looked up.
I really hate when this happens. I mean I feel bad for the guy, but his social issues aren't my problem; I'm busy. AND, he's clearly an undergrad and I'm thirty freakin' years old (and engaged). I know I look younger, but come on! Open your eyes dude! There is zero chance.
"I'm just trying to be friendly."
Finally I look up. "Yes, I did notice that. I, on the other hand, am trying really hard to make productive use of the time I have here today."
"Making friends isn't productive?"
"I have friends."
"Can I at least get your name?"
"On one condition."
"Yes?"
"That you take the win and walk away."
"Deal."
"Hi Michael, I'm Sara. Nice to meet you," and I present a fist for a bump (a handshake would encourage him far too much).
"Hi Sara! What are you working on?"
"Take the win Michael."
"Oh, right, okay. I'll see you around."
This was this morning in Providence. I could've gone right to "I'm engaged", but honestly that's none of his business and he could've just noticed the ring.
Anyway, I might need to find a new fav café. 🙄
"Congratulations"
I was sitting in one of my favorite café's not far from the Watson Institute. The breakfast rush was over and we were nowhere near lunch so the place was near empty (the way I like it).
I was spread out all over the table ... a large textbook, my laptop, and my tablet ... and I was typing away on the laptop. In the midst of my mess was a half consumed cup of tea. Yes, for those of you who don't yet know, I am back in the world of academia.
So I'm deep in a very focused thought process and formulating my paper on the laptop while reviewing my class notes on my tablet and this random dude sits at my table and says hey. 🙄
"I figured I'd introduce myself since I've seen you here a bunch of times."
"Mission complete," and I continued typing.
"So you're obviously in the grad school, huh?"
"Figure that out all by yourself?" and still I haven't looked up.
I really hate when this happens. I mean I feel bad for the guy, but his social issues aren't my problem; I'm busy. AND, he's clearly an undergrad and I'm thirty freakin' years old (and engaged). I know I look younger, but come on! Open your eyes dude! There is zero chance.
"I'm just trying to be friendly."
Finally I look up. "Yes, I did notice that. I, on the other hand, am trying really hard to make productive use of the time I have here today."
"Making friends isn't productive?"
"I have friends."
"Can I at least get your name?"
"On one condition."
"Yes?"
"That you take the win and walk away."
"Deal."
"Hi Michael, I'm Sara. Nice to meet you," and I present a fist for a bump (a handshake would encourage him far too much).
"Hi Sara! What are you working on?"
"Take the win Michael."
"Oh, right, okay. I'll see you around."
This was this morning in Providence. I could've gone right to "I'm engaged", but honestly that's none of his business and he could've just noticed the ring.
Anyway, I might need to find a new fav café. 🙄
26-30, F
