shame is so in this season

public recognition

it was bound to happen. with only three different trains leading to times square, it was inevitable that i run into people i work with. and as oblivious as i can pretend to be, i'm actually quite aware of my surroundings. it's pretty easy to peer about under the guise of sunglasses and a book. so what am i to do when i see people i know? if i don't get the initial acknowledgement from said company counterpart, i may be able to slip by unnoticed. perhaps he is too busy drowning in his own little podworld and didn't notice. perhaps she is engrossed in thinking about how much her feet hurt in her shoes but at least it's better than being that woman who wears ugly white tennis shoes with a suit and holds her cute but painful pradas in a neiman marcus shopping bag. perhaps i'm looking a little too generic to warrant the risk of being someone else. perhaps... oh crap -- she waved. he nodded. i smiled.

then there's the small talk. i hate hate hate small talk. blah blah blah this weather sucks. blah blah blah that new project seems like fun. blah blah blah. blah blah blah. yeah, it's pretty much like that all the way to the building. and to add to the problem, what is the correct walking etiquette? side by side is near impossible during morning rush hour in times square so who goes first? do you jaywalk or do you wait for the green to cross together? who gets on the escalator first? honestly, this shouldn't have to be so difficult. i wish i could just wear a paper bag over my head for the morning commute. but then i'd be instantly recognizable. i know what you're thinking. damn, her life is sooo complicated. yeah, uh huh, shut it.

posted by erica @ 12:35 PM