On Tuesday I bought a cannoli from a relatively new panaderia close by, and I decided to bring it with me to eat. I took my afternoon break way after I should have. I sat down in the break room where there was only two other people. One of them was the moppy-headed incel that was the last of The Four Asshole Horsepeople I complained about in this blog post. We were not close at all; I went to sit a table diagonally from his and, just to bring up a reference to the pandemic, about six feet away from him. He looked at me after I made noise sitting down and, for some unknown goddamn reason, he got up and moved to a table further away from me.
Don't fucking understand why. If I could hazard any guess, maybe the mask I took off to eat my cannoli made him think I was sick, and he's a germphobe snowflake who didn't want to take any risks, so he moved further away from me. But if he is so scared of getting sick, why in the hell doesn't he wear a mask? You know, I don't know him, but after that blog post where I called him out, he nodded at me in a good and professional way some time after that incident. Because of that, I thought I was wrong about him, and that we at least didn't have to walk on eggshells around each other.
But then this asshole had to do what he did, like a dipshit, and he just reinforced the weird behavior he exhibited back in the summer. Is this prick offended by me for some fuckin' reason? Whatever, man, I have other shit to worry about, like work. I'll eat somewhere else before he makes this too personal. I mean, what the fuck was that??
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