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Sep 16th, 2006 4:39:29 am - Subscribe |
| Today I wore the new suit with the new hairdo and the new necklace. Before lunch time I stopped at a hobby store to buy craft items. Everybody there was in their grungies. Baggy t-shirts and nondescript pants. I thought they looked like they should be sitting on a couch eating cheese-its. What a horrible thing to say! That's why I write it in my blog instead of saying it out loud. Now, normally, when I go to the store to grab something, I am in my grungies, and my hair will have 24 different fly-aways. Plus my makeup will have fallen off by the time I'm dulled enough in my senses to actually go to a store. (Stores and over-heightened senses = bad combination.) But today was different because I was dressed up. Today I didn't fit. These ladies, their eyes would get wider, then they would look away, and then the companion lady would crane her neck to get a look at whatever her friend was insisting on not looking at, and when they saw me - it was an affront. I felt self-conscious. I couldn't figure it out. "Do I look good?" I wondered. "Is looking good an offense to them? Do they think I'm rich and they're offended by it?" In some ways I wish I was bitchy enough to stare 'em down, and twang, "What the hell are you looking at?" They would love that. |
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| mood: blissful What's up?: I wish I got along better with people. |
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