Working at a cafe. A man sat right next to me, across, so we’re facing each other. Fine… but he keeps talking out loud and glancing over, clearly wanting me to engage/respond. Um, Sir. No thanks. I have headphones in, laptop open, am not making eye contact. Please stop.
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I'm probably talking shit, getting up in my feelings, reading, writing, looking at trees, drinking whiskey, dancing, taking long walks, or doing obsessive research.