It's Just One of Those Days

It’s another afternoon in the food court.  A couple of students seem to spark my interest as they both keep unconsciously flirt with one another.  The girl, E, has dark brown hair and is falls straight down her back.  The boy, F, has dirty blonde hair, and seems to make extremely awkward jokes, but nonetheless, she laughs and twirls her hair in her fingers.  They unknowingly move closer and closer to one another, then move away.  She smiles from ear to ear, as a third wheel comes to join.  The third wheel, L, is about five foot five and is a little on the heavier side.  They all begin to talk about the party that they are all going to this weekend.  The girl gets excited about the party, and she goes back to twirling her hair at the blonde boy.  L is just shaking his head.  F takes off to class while L explains to E that F is obviously flirting with her.  She denies it and the two go on about something else.

Meanwhile, there’s a kid who looks a little on the nerdy side.  G wears square glasses and has long light brown hair.  He sits with two other guys. One looks similar to him, and looks to be his brother.  The other I assume to be his brother’s friend.  G pulls out his laptop and starts to work on his homework.  G looks past his laptop to look at Friend.  By the look on G’s face, Friend must have insulted him I presume.  G fires back in a half whisper.  They seem to be fighting over a comment that Friend made about G’s body odor.  Friend gets up to leave.  As he walks away, he walks past my spot and mumbles something along the lines of “he stinks.”  He used much stronger language and seemed extremely angry.  Brother gets up after about five minutes and gets on the phone right away.  He looked a little tense as he got up.  From what he was saying, I would assume he was apologizing to Friend for G’s hostility.

Two girls sit down in a table across from me.  One girl, Ms. Blue talks about her relationship and how she’s about ready to give it a break to be with other people.  Her friend, Violet, tells her she should do what would make her happy. Ms. Blue puts her head in her face.  She is torn between the two decisions that she has been contemplating upon for, from what I understand, a few weeks now.  Violet comforts her and explains to her that she has to decide soon.  Violet sort of illustrates how both decisions could play out, but reminds her that either way, someone will suffer.  Ms. Blue stares off for a while before leaving off to an errand that she had to do. 

A couple walks in.  The woman is pushing a child in a stroller.  The baby looks to be less than a year old, but older than six months. The baby is covered in pink and is quite happy, but her facial expression changes as she sees a bunch of people walking past.  The parents stop in for a quick meal while mom takes a jar of baby food out for the baby.  She soon begins to get fussy, so mom and dad quickly finish so mom can take the baby back.  The parents are both young.  Dad looks like he is the student while mom continues to take care of the baby.  Mom and dad say their goodbyes as mom takes off one direction while dad walks in the other direction. 

One student that I see quite often sits alone.  She seems to be fine with being alone all the time.  She looks like she is about five foot nine.  When a friend comes to sit with her, she does not talk to her very much.  She gives brief answers and returns to her phone.  Soon, the friend leaves and the girl is once again content. She looks at her watch and just about sprints out of her seat. 

It seemed like a semi-slow day today.  People seemed to be in a bad mood, while others were a little happier.  Since it was a Thursday, I guess most are just exhausted and ready for the weekend.