The Comfy Corner

I went to one of my favorite bakeries in Boston called "Flour" and I was with my friends Noel and Beth. I had just finished giving my order to the woman at the register and I was hovering next to the little bar where you put cream and sugar in your coffee waiting for my friend Noel to finish with his order so we could find a seat. I was leaning very close to my friend Beth kind of staring off into the distance, zoning out per usual, when I noticed that she had bought a raspberry seltzer. I stared kind of longingly at this raspberry seltzer regretting that I didn't get one myself because they are three kinds of delicious when suddenly Beth looks at me kinda crazy. I realize that she is staring at me and without looking at her I say, "Ugh, those are sooo delicious." There was an awkward moment, so I looked up and realized that it wasn't Beth at all!

Gee willikers, was I humiliated? I jumped back and got kinda short of breath and quickly muttered, "Sorry, I was totally just creeping on you..." What?!?! I couldn't have just said, "Oh excuse me, I thought you were my friend Beth. So sorry." Nope, I just went to my weird place. She was downright offended that I had stood so close to her for so long. I guess I would be too if I was her and she was me. But come on, it's not like I'm a homeless person or a crackhead or anything. Wouldn't you want an attractive young half-Asian hover around you while you doctor your raspberry seltzer? Don't answer that. That's my story. Bye.