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Thursday, December 14, 2006
More Than I Can Say
If you walk past an ex twice in the same week, there are a couple of ways to interpret this. For one, it could mean that I've run out of men to chase. It could also mean that the world really is a ridiculously small place, yet you never seem to run into the people you want to meet. Or, it could just mean that I have a stalker. Hurrah.

You know those devices they have at the entrance of most shops that beep if you carry something out with a security tag still on it? Well I had one of these experiences this week. I was visiting a new electronics store that has opened up near my place, and ended up buying quite a number of things that were on sale. Proceeded to checkout and headed to the door, when the damn door thing started blaring and flashing at me. At first I thought it was just my internal gaydar, but when a security guard materialized out of no where, I realized that I was just over reacting. Handed him my bag of things and he proceeded to then scrutinize the whole list, and checking everything off. A good 10 minutes later, when he was quite content, he let me move on. At which point the damn beepers AGAIN went off, but this time I just waltzed through the damn things...next thing the guy will be frisking me and I do not need another stalker right now.


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1 Comments:
Blogger Harsha said...
mayeb you're just 'meant to be'