There was an earthquake. Everyone looked up and made eye contact for the first time in the nearly two hours that I had been there. Someone pointed out that there was a picture frame over my head. With no further comment, we all got back to work.
*Awkwardness Level - Low*
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Friday, October 21, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Dash Cafe - 10/13/2011
Two minutes after I sat down, my sliver of non-blind-covered window was filled with a girl who had crumpled into an outdoor seat. It appeared as though she was crying, which was confirmed a moment later. I could hear her sobbing through the thick pane of glass.
For a moment, it looked like her sorrows were abating. Her phone rang. She took a quick glance at it, silenced the call, and broke down again.
Fifteen minutes later, she left. I didn't get any work done, since I was spending too much effort trying to avoid eye-contact.
*Awkwardness Level - Medium-High*
For a moment, it looked like her sorrows were abating. Her phone rang. She took a quick glance at it, silenced the call, and broke down again.
Fifteen minutes later, she left. I didn't get any work done, since I was spending too much effort trying to avoid eye-contact.
*Awkwardness Level - Medium-High*
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