Supposedly working on some paper, when this old guy walks in and sits RIGHT across from me.
Like I am on a couch and five feet away there is another couch facing me. And he sits right there, not diagonal, not on the ten empty other seats in the room. But right across from me.
He has been there for the past ten minutes.
Every time I look up he is looking back at me.
Now maybe it is by chance.
But I kinda feel awkward that some one is sitting there staring at me and I cant really do anything about it.
Sometimes people are just plain weird.
But you know what, sometimes I am too.
So I guess Ill give the old guy a break and just pray he leaves soon.
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