I realize that everyone in the world is just human. It happens a few times a day where I feel like we're all in this boat together and it doesn't matter where you live or what you have or what you lok like--we're all just here. It's a aconstant. A sameness. I think i was thinking about htis because I hate the feeling that people give you when they think they are better than you or just too good for other people. I was working at starbucks yesterday and this guy came through and of course got a triple enti nonfat something sort of drink that everyone in brentwood gets, and I asked him how he was doing and he just stated at me. No grunt. No nod. just a blank stare. Surely the fact that I am leaning out a window talking to him is some indication that I am not speaking to anyone else. But he just stares. I give him the total. He hands me some cash. He gets his caffiene fix. And that's that. And it ended up being the lead singer of that band Train. And I'm thinking---dude all I asked was how you were, I didn't even know you were "that guy" from Train--you were just a person, at least acknowledge me as a person. I'm not below you or above you, I'm just here, I'm just present and the least you could do was say hi or nod or blink or something to just acknowledge that I was visible. I think it's funny how all of life could be a movie..when you think of it that way, it's so much more enjoyable, living as some sort of protagonist getting caught up in all these bumps and meeting other people along the way. The other day I went into PF Changs to pick up some dinner and I was just standing there, people-watching, trying not to get caught and feel suddenly awkward, so i just looked at this lady in front of me in line. She had these capris on with Asics on with purple stripes. And she had ankle socks on..except the place where the heel is supposed to nestle into (you know that grey heel) well, it's pulled up and it just bunches over the back of her shoe. She's got this kid who's wearing a puffy sparkley marshmellow jacket and is running around everywhere, squatting by the kitchen door, picking up dropped fortune cookies and smashing them into her mouth (they were wrapped). And this kid comes up to me and puts her head right up to my stomach and looks at me and says "Wooow. you're pretty." and I'm completely caught off guard because 1. I was people-watching the awkwardness of her mom/grandma/babysitter and 2)I'm not good with the invasion of space, especially by kids who put their chins on my stomach. And i'm just like...uhhh ohhh ok. thankss and i think that will be the end of her head-resting-on-my-stomach conversation. But no. she just keeps resting her chin there. Mom does nothing. Roles are reversed, now she's the one people watching me, and I am in a very awkward place. She says "yeah. you look like one of the girls in my programs. I mean, she's younger than you, but you are definitely looking like her." I pat her puffy jacket as if to say...ok you can go now, thanks for that information. But she still stares. Mom turns around and is perplexed and ass if you're supposed to tip the people at to-go places. Kid (Lorelai I found out her name was) thankfully stops resting her head on my stomach and goes back to fortune-cookie sniping. I tell mom yeah, she grabs lorelais hand and says "Come on now, you need to go to the bathroom, don't you? That's what you said a few minutes ago. Let's go." and I'm standing there awkwardly half-smiling and laughing because of the whole situation. So. Yes. Those times are priceless, when an awkard moment is happening and there's nothing else to be done but just be there and laugh about it. It's painfully amazing.
ps. I can't wait for Juno to come out. I wish I could do something like that--it looks so real and so quirky and so amazing.
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juno is BEAUTIFUL.
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