Everybody needs a little back door.
Jul. 26th, 2002 09:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
raybearRed Line, southbound. 7/26, around 9 am. You were listening to headphones, wearing a grey t-shirt with green trim, carrying a black shoulder bag and got off on Monroe. We exchanged glances and smiles, could there be more? Let's meet for lunch in the Loop.
I had a rare occurence on the train this morning -- I got scoped by a (straight) woman. I'm familiar with being cruised by men occasionally, and even having the occasional flirty chat in line at a store with a woman, but never someone just straight up checking me out while I'm not looking, and then not turning away when I make eye contact. I gave a few half-smiles, not wanting to see too eager, but of course I probably just betrayed my nervousness. She was very cute if not exactly my type, but I was surpised at how disarming it was and how extremely overflattered I felt. I mean, I don't think she was looking at me and thinking "I want to have his babies" -- it seemed to be more of a "aw, he's sorta cute and what's that weird book he's reading?" But who knows -- maybe I'll cave in and check out the Reader Missed Connections next week to see if she wrote about me. I've sort of always wanted to be written about in that section, even though I know the fantasty and allure is probably 10x more exciting than the real-life interactions. But for future refernce I shall call her Yellow Shirt. Just in case.
Soon I have to go back to the United ticketing office and attempt to pick up a ticket again. Yesterday there was some lame problem involving me having to pay the taxes that hasn't been resolved through our account representative, but the New York person is suggesting I just go down and try it again. I'm not really in the mood to argue and make a scene with a customer assistant. I'm pretty good at stepping up to the plate when it happens spontaneously, but I don't like going into situations knowing I'll have to use the "stern tone of voice" sometimes known as me being an asshole. I never start off with it, but if they blow me off and act like whatever I'm saying is a lie, I whip it out immediately. And I don't like being that way to people, but then again, I don't like being treated like I'm stupid or a liar when they're the ones being incompetent. Ah well, there are worse things in life I suppose.
In other news, I woke up this morning. For some reason I not taking that for granted as much these days.
I had a rare occurence on the train this morning -- I got scoped by a (straight) woman. I'm familiar with being cruised by men occasionally, and even having the occasional flirty chat in line at a store with a woman, but never someone just straight up checking me out while I'm not looking, and then not turning away when I make eye contact. I gave a few half-smiles, not wanting to see too eager, but of course I probably just betrayed my nervousness. She was very cute if not exactly my type, but I was surpised at how disarming it was and how extremely overflattered I felt. I mean, I don't think she was looking at me and thinking "I want to have his babies" -- it seemed to be more of a "aw, he's sorta cute and what's that weird book he's reading?" But who knows -- maybe I'll cave in and check out the Reader Missed Connections next week to see if she wrote about me. I've sort of always wanted to be written about in that section, even though I know the fantasty and allure is probably 10x more exciting than the real-life interactions. But for future refernce I shall call her Yellow Shirt. Just in case.
Soon I have to go back to the United ticketing office and attempt to pick up a ticket again. Yesterday there was some lame problem involving me having to pay the taxes that hasn't been resolved through our account representative, but the New York person is suggesting I just go down and try it again. I'm not really in the mood to argue and make a scene with a customer assistant. I'm pretty good at stepping up to the plate when it happens spontaneously, but I don't like going into situations knowing I'll have to use the "stern tone of voice" sometimes known as me being an asshole. I never start off with it, but if they blow me off and act like whatever I'm saying is a lie, I whip it out immediately. And I don't like being that way to people, but then again, I don't like being treated like I'm stupid or a liar when they're the ones being incompetent. Ah well, there are worse things in life I suppose.
In other news, I woke up this morning. For some reason I not taking that for granted as much these days.
