Tonight, I'm going to turn into a stalker.
Like, seriously, I'm going to go out into public and watch strangers to see what they do.
If it makes you feel better, it's part of a class assignment. I'm going to be playing the role of a scientist gathering data, observing the customs of humans I don't know.
It sure doesn't make me feel better.
Whatever people I end up watching are bound to notice me staring. In which case, I'll explain myself. But that still doesn't make things easier. If they consent to me continuing to watch them, it'll mess up the whole "no contact" thing our teacher wants. If they say "no, go away, you're creepy," I'll have to start the process all over again with other people. And then the risks are exactly the same.
I have no intentions of becoming a scientist. But if by some miracle it does happen, I dearly hope my job won't involve "discreetly and objectively observing a certain population of people." For one thing, it's creepy. For another, it's rude.
Anyways. Tonight, it'll happen. Whether I want it to or not. Because I am not getting a zero. Do you know how hard those are to make up?
Me neither. But I certainly don't want to find out.
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