Me: ( moves up to counterperson at local bistro to place order, smiling)
Sweater lady wisks up to counterperson to have hot drinks refilled, seeming no notice of Me
Me noting the sensation of another moment of not being seen
(a moment)
Sweater Lady: (to Me, scanning) I love the way you look.
Me: (un-knowing what to say, sheepish) Thank you.
SL: I love to see people just being themselves.
Me: That's what you should be, right?
SL: Well, that's what I think.
Me: (attempt at not being sheepish) There enough ppl not getting paid to act.
SL: oh, is that what you are?
Me: (unspoken "oh" and moment of fought urge to be expository)..Yeah. (still awkward/sheep smile)
SL, as soon as her drinks arrive, leaves...no greeting or acknowledgement.
END.
