The CHERISHED Life of Heather Leigh

Friday, August 1, 2008

Don't Talk to Me...

So, I'm walking in to work this morning (I have to go through a large portion of the RenCen before I get to my tower) and I pass this gentleman (obviously not one of my coworkers, probably a Marriott guest) with a black t-shirt on that says "DON'T TALK TO ME". So, I'm looking at this t-shirt and thinking, "Well, ordinarily, I wouldn't want to talk to you, but now that I see that shirt, I think hmm, I really want to talk to this guy, just for shits and grins and because he's telling me not to and nobody tells me what to do." But of course I don't say anything to him and we keep going on our merry (or not so merry) ways.

Well, the weird lady a few paces behind me passes the same guy and says to him, quite rudely, "Why Not?" Did she really expect an answer from him? She turned around and kind of stopped as she watched him continue walking past her in silence as she repeated, "Why Not?" Again, no response from him. DUH. She shrugged her shoulders and continued on her weird little way.

All I have to say is, if you REALLY don't want people to talk to you, don't wear a shirt telling them not to.

1 comment:

Errica said...

I would have had to say something to him as well. Sometimes I just can't help myself.