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Originally Posted by blueerica
The more I have thought about it, was he checking you out in the hey, that girl is cute kind of way. Because... Well, because that's a very real possibility. Or would that have been just creepy?
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It wasn't an attraction thing. At all. If he'd been interested, he would have laughed AND helped.
And even if he'd helped me, no interest. No way.
Also, for the record, I really would have laughed, too. But also HELPED.
I laugh at people when they fall, though. And don't usually help them, as I'm doubled over with laughter and laughter pains. My dad fell down in the rain once, in the middle of the street, and all I could do was stand in front of traffic, point at him, laugh, and try to catch the eyes of other laughers, only there weren't any. They were all staring at me, appalled that I was laughing and not helping him up. Also, he looks more like my grandpa, sometimes, so I think people thought he might have broken a hip.
And the laughter didn't cease after he stood up. He'd split a seam in his pants 'cause he'd been wearing ones that were too small. All day he'd insisted it was his one good suit that still fit him. And I'd say, "Yeah, then why is the jacket unbottoned? He'd suck in, button it up, "See? See, it fits." Then unbotton and exhale. Poor bastard. Then he fell. Good times.
GOOD TIMES!!!!!