Posted by: Lars Dorland | 6. april, 2008

Je suis un femme magnet

I enter the Cafeteria. There’s a table with people, but all seats are taken. So I put my tray on the neighbour table and pull out a chair to sit down. I look towards the crowded table and catch Serina’s eyes.
“Yep, I’m just gonna sit here … all alone…”
(Short silence as I turn my attention back to the food before me)
“That’s so SAD!!” she says with great empathy, causing people to look at her in wonder.
“Well, I expect somebody will come join me … I hope!” I say, making a gesture towards the entrance. Heather, standing up, looks at me confused as I realize that my gesture was in her direction, too.
Five minutes later, six girls have joined my table. :) (Not because of me, of course, but please don’t ruin my moment of pride.)


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