Invisibility
Being the rather observant person I am, I’m usually the one who spots friends and greets them first, or I’m the one who spots my friends’ friends before they themselves do. Speaking of which, most of the time I see acquaintances, and since they don’t seem to recognise or see me, I don’t bother to go out of my way to tap their shoulders or wave hello. Exception is when I see my buddies on the streets, to which I’ll do whatever possible to catch their attention, DISCREETLY. Usually I’d try to catch their attention and break a smile at them, and if they don’t see me, I’d just move on. These few weeks, I’ve been bumping into his friends quite a lot. While it may be awkward, I’d still look at them, and should they look back, I’d still smile in acknowledgement. But no, they don’t seem to recognise me nor see me, given the benefit of the doubt. And thereafter, when I bump into the same people, I don’t even bother to try to smile at them, knowing they won’t be able to see me, somehow. Today, it happened again. The friend happens to live near my buddy, QW, and took the same 502 bus [after my NDP performance]. I kept looking at his direction, and he doesn’t seem to recognise me, so I just found a seat and sat down. Granted, I never really spoke to that friend before, so it doesn’t really matter. But I’m just ‘perturbed‘ by this sudden leash of invisibility. ***** Mr Fireworks made me cry again. And somehow, even though they are short-lived, they seem to be pretty much the same old stuff. Boredom. :p
