As some of my earlier posts indicated, I have seen happier days.
Now and then I still meet a guy who will give me sharp look that I am an unwelcome sight. Normally I just brush it off, but some days I am floating just over the bottom. Then somebody makes my day and I am better again.
But normally it is not those lowlifes with nothing better than to pay attention to me. And not in a nice way.
Today, walking in Amsterdam, on a red light I've got a guy, looking at me in such way.
We came to the red light. He was standing in front of me. As he was looking around, he saw me. He started to turn around towards me. Got his eyes locked on mine, and had squeezed them, brought eyebrows together, had stretched skin of his forehead and his lips, and had also started to take his hands out of his pockets. Oh yeah, that started to look like he was beginning to get his badass moment.
Just he was 1,5 heads smaller than I.
WTF are you looking at?!That came from me. He did actually jump forward and then he returned to his previous pose. Stayed like that until the light was green. Moved along. Didn't look back again. Wow, that is what being loaded with T does. But it was yet so funny I got better for the rest of today.
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Normally I prefer giving smiles instead of shouts (Skyrim must have taken its toll on my manners; jk). Later on, today, I gave smile to an older man. Usually, women return smiles that tell they clocked me but are friendly. That man, however, gave face back that was saying "oh my, I got lucky". Poor soul was just leaving the tram, and as he went out, he came to my window to keep smiling. He must have had sight probs. Anyhow, that was actually flattering.
Thanks for the read.
