I very nearly convince myself of this when he walks up to the counter with his purchase. Suddenly, I have lost my voice. I feel like every other idiotic, simpering teenage girl on the planet faced with the one she idolizes. If I could, I would slap myself in the face for being a drooling idiot.
I regain my ability to speak. "Is that all today?" There is no tremor in my voice, thank God. There is nothing to show that I recognize him at all.
"Yeah, I think that's all." His voice is just like anyone else's voice. Mid-range, male, slightly clipped accent.
He dosen't recognize me. I am not sure whether to be thankful or disappointed. I settle for disaffected, as that is easier. "M'kay." I ring him up, take his money, and give him back his change.
I do not meet his eyes or touch him throughout this exchange. I know that it is considered rude, but I cannot care. I do not like looking people in the eyes, and have absolutely no desire to trade glances with him.
"Okay, that should be all." I say more quietly than I normally do. "Have a nice day."
"You too." He starts to walk out of the store, and I feel like slumping back to my seat, feeling like I have just run a gauntlet.
My coworker raises his eyebrow at me while the boy's back is turned. I want to tell him to shove it for being overly observant.
As he opens the door to exit, he turns back and flashes me with a smile. "I guess I'll see you on the beach tomorrow morning." The door swings shut behind him, and he is gone. I was disappointed before. Now I am terrified.
I regain my ability to speak. "Is that all today?" There is no tremor in my voice, thank God. There is nothing to show that I recognize him at all.
"Yeah, I think that's all." His voice is just like anyone else's voice. Mid-range, male, slightly clipped accent.
He dosen't recognize me. I am not sure whether to be thankful or disappointed. I settle for disaffected, as that is easier. "M'kay." I ring him up, take his money, and give him back his change.
I do not meet his eyes or touch him throughout this exchange. I know that it is considered rude, but I cannot care. I do not like looking people in the eyes, and have absolutely no desire to trade glances with him.
"Okay, that should be all." I say more quietly than I normally do. "Have a nice day."
"You too." He starts to walk out of the store, and I feel like slumping back to my seat, feeling like I have just run a gauntlet.
My coworker raises his eyebrow at me while the boy's back is turned. I want to tell him to shove it for being overly observant.
As he opens the door to exit, he turns back and flashes me with a smile. "I guess I'll see you on the beach tomorrow morning." The door swings shut behind him, and he is gone. I was disappointed before. Now I am terrified.
