The Encounter 2 (in no way affiliated with The Encounter)

I was in the airport waiting for my flight to somewhere I couldn’t remember. This was way back. This is one of the most uncanny things that happened to me. Other than the encounter.

While I was waiting for my flight, I noticed a kiosk selling cookies…I bought a box, put them in my bag and then patiently searched for an available seat so I can sit down and enjoy my cookies (I love my cookies). I kept moving around, not choosing to sit beside the people that looked shady. I finally found a seat next a well-dressed gentleman. I reached down into my traveling bag and took out my cookies. Weirdly, as I did so, I noticed that the person sitting next to me starts to look at me.

So, he stares at me, maybe I had something on my face. As I opened the box and pulled out a cookie, the ‘gentleman’ did as well. What was more bizarre was that he alternated with me. You know, I took one, he took one, that weird.

“This guy must be hungry, more like starving,” I thought to myself. This went on until the last cookie. What surprised me more (as if there weren’t enough surprises) was that the man took the last cookie, broke it in half, and gave me the other half. He finishes up, and leaves without saying a word. I just got semi-robbed.

I was left confused, and still hungry. I went to buy another box, and coming back to realize that the box of cookies that I bought earlier were still left untouched in my bag. MY bag. Only then I realized how I brought my massive douchebaggery to a whole new level. Also I am blinded by my judgement and discrimination.

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