I felt like I stepped into Curb Your Enthusiasm's star Larry David's shoes for a moment tonight.
I get to saladworks to get a big ol' salad before work. I'm in line, waiting to order, and a 21-ish year old male comes in, and stands behind me in line. He's too close; I can feel his arm on my back. There's no need for him to be so close, and I feel my personal space completely in jeopardy, so I inch forward ever so slightly, so as not to offend him.
However, it doesn't work! He inches forward too. So I repeat. Inch forward again, and AGAIN, he repeats and moves forward too. So I glance back at him, and he gives me a 'whatthefuck are you looking at' look. Okayyyy... So I take an obvious step forward.
You'd think that this guy would take a hint. Noooooo! He follows my lead. There's no one behind him, and no reason for him to be so damn close. My personal space is completely invaded! Defend! Defend!
I turn to him, and speak. "So, you're like, all up in my personal space..."
"Oh. OK," he replies, and DOES NOT MOVE!
Clearly, he doesn't get it. I dont know how to deal with this, so, while laughing at the incredible oddness of this situation in my head, I say, "OK. You stay there, and I'm going to take this great giant step over here!"
He shoots me this weird look, like I'm completely insane! WTF? LOL...
I'm still giggling over this weird situation, and had to share this one.



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(*Scurries away to Google for "pre-school flatulence fiends"*)


what a mental picture that was!


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