It’s such a nice day that I decided to walk to the market for a dose of sunshine and exercise; not that I took the chance to enjoy my surroundings. As usual, I had my eyes on my smart phone, texting with my boyfriend. As a matter of fact, that is his biggest complaint about me; that I don’t pay attention and live in the moment.
Walking along with my eyes cast down, I ran smack into a young guy in a rock concert t-shirt and jeans. My vision blacked out and I felt like I was falling through the ground but then I blinked and the world was back. The guy mumbled an apology but as he turned away from me, I heard “idiot needs to watch where she’s going”. I turned to deliver a zinger to him but saw the way he was shaking his head and gazing around himself and thought better of it. He was obviously a little “off”.
I shook the incident off and continued on my way but soon, I realized that something had changed.
From the woman who passed me on the right, “what is she thinking wearing that shirt with those pants?!”
“Nice ass, ” from the creepy old guy sitting on the bench to the left.
Here’s the thing though; while these people were looking at me, their lips weren’t moving! How could this be possible? It’s like I was reading their thoughts….
Every time I caught someone’s eye, I “heard” what they thought about me but not any of their other thoughts. When I stopped at my café for a coffee-to-go, the server who always flirts with me thought about how he would like to ask me out and his co-worker thought about how she would like to chase me out so that she could have her hunky co-worker’s attention for herself.
When I stopped at the butcher shop for steaks, I heard him think he would offer me the less fresh cuts because “the dumb broad” wouldn’t know any better. I showed him! The look of surprise on his face was almost comical.
It’s truly amazing what hides behind people’s smiles. These kind of things kept happening everywhere I went.
Finally, my curiosity got the better of me. I went to my boyfriend’s place a few blocks away. When I knocked on his door, he opened it looking flustered. “Wow, she never surprises me like this; it’s a good thing Tara left early for the gym!” Well, there it was. I knew he had been hiding something.
I told him to have a good life with Tara and walked away. Yet another comical facial expression….
I was so distracted with thoughts of that rat that I didn’t see the elderly woman until I had already bumped into her. My vision blacked out again, I felt a lurch and, just like that, the voices that I had been hearing for the last two hours were gone. I tested it by stopping to buy a newspaper.
What did I do next? Well, I decided that I could use another coffee. I have to sign off now since I need to get ready for my date tonight with a certain hunky barista