Lone wolves don't talk, because wolf vocal chords weren't BUILT for that purpose.

[beandelphiki]

Weirdness.

There is a guy at summer school who also went to my high school. I don't know him, but I recognize his face. He came up to me the first few days of school, and asked me if I'm a friend of Roach's.

Now, Roach is/was another tech at school, so I know him, but I couldn't say we're exactly fast friends. Still, I had to say something, so for simplicity's sake, I said yes. And he gave me the man-nod.

You all know what the man-nod is - guys give it to each other all the time when they see someone they recognize, but with whom they aren't friends with. It's that single, deep, respectful nod. I think at some point in the past couple of years I've actually practiced the man-nod.

So I was prepared to give him one back, thank bob. And we spent a good deal of man-nods on each other over the next several days.

Then one day last week he popped into my comp lab at break. I learned the first day that since I know no one at Chinook College, it's pointless for me to go on break. I see no real point to break at ALL actually, except to grab food and a bathroom break, but then, people like to mingle.

I was at sitting my computer surfing the net. I had nothing else to do in class because I was (still am) so far ahead, it's not even funny. He came and peered over my shoulder. "Hi," he muttered. "Whatcha doin'?"

I informed him I was surfing the net, although that was fairly obvious. Trying to build some student camaraderie, I joked that I was supposed to be working. (On what at that point, bob only knows.) He noddeded. "Did you want something?" I finally asked.

"No," he said, and with that, wheeled and ran out of the room. I haven't seen him until today.

He sat down beside me on the bus today. And completely ignored me.

Weird, this kid is. Weird, weird, weird.

Comments

in my fantasy

[danielray.livejournal.com]

he thinks you're cute. only he's not out to himself, so he thinks that he shouldn't think that. so he's decided that he wants to be your friend, but he is made so heart-flutteringly lightheaded at your nearness that he gets all tongue-tied and can only nod or mutter and run away.

Re: in my fantasy

[beandelphiki.livejournal.com]

Ha, that's kinda what popped into my head first, too. But then I thought, "no that's a little far out."

[macai.livejournal.com]

I don't have a clue... maybe you should just try and talk to him?