So, while waiting at the bus stop on my way home, I encounter a weird guy looking at me. I was trying to listen to my music with my earphones on at the same time, he tries to hold a conversation with me that goes something like this:
Guy: Excuse me, do you live or work around here?
Me: Yeah, I work right across the street.
Guy: Yeah, because I see you catch the bus all the time around this time
Me: Oh okay.
*Awkward silence
Guy: So where you going?
Me: Home, where are you headed to?
Guy: I'm going to this Mexican restaurant.
Me: Oh okay.
Guy: You want to come?
Me: No thanks. I'm okay, got to get home and rest.
*Awkward silence
Guy: So, how old are you?
Me: 23
Guy: Oh really, I thought you were 16.
Me: (darn it, should've just said I was 16) How old are you?
Guy: 26
*Awkward silence
Guy: So, what's your nationality?
Me: Chinese
Guy: (looking surprised) Really? No way. 100% Chinese?
Me: *nods head
Guy: I thought you were Filipino.
*Awkward silence
Guy: So, where are you from?
Me: Here, San Francisco
Guy: Oh!
Me: Where are you from?
Guy: Mexico
*Awkward silence
Guy: So, what's your name?
Me: Rebecca, what's your's?
Guy: Miguel
*Awkward silence
Bus comes and we sit across from each other. He smiles and nods and I just look at him crazy.
I figured he would realize oh the conversation wasn't going anywere. Geez...
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