A little retarded, a lot weird
Long time, no write. I’ve been busy. Doing stuff. Don’t fucking worry about it. Ok??? Anyway. I was leaving for work this morning and ran into the new guy in the building. I will call him Chris. (Oh wait. That’s his name. Oh. He might be crazy. Anyway. Chris.) So he was outside on the front porch smoking a cigarette and this is how our conversation went: Chris: hey, good morning! Me: hey, how are you? Chris: good! I see you are carrying your lunch there… creepy laugh Me: yeah… uh… hah?
And I walked away.
Why do people do this to me? Now I have to wonder ALL FUCKING DAY if this guy is actually retarded or if he walks away from EVERY conversation he is involved in thinking “god why did I say that?!?”
A little retarded, a lot weird
Long time, no write. I’ve been busy. Doing stuff. Don’t fucking worry about it. Ok??? Anyway. I was leaving for work this morning and ran into the new guy in the building. I will call him Chris. (Oh wait. That’s his name. Oh. He might be crazy. Anyway. Chris.) So he was outside on the front porch smoking a cigarette and this is how our conversation went: Chris: hey, good morning! Me: hey, how are you? Chris: good! I see you are carrying your lunch there… creepy laugh Me: yeah… uh… hah?
And I walked away.
Why do people do this to me? Now I have to wonder ALL FUCKING DAY if this guy is actually retarded or if he walks away from EVERY conversation he is involved in thinking “god why did I say that?!?”
Posted 1 year ago