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Sep. 19th, 2009 02:31 pmWhen I used to work the earlier schedule, there was this girl named Angela who used to take the same trolley as I did. I remember I noticed her first, because she had this nice green coat, and she always looked very put together, in her green coat with her Starbucks. We used to smile at each other, and I think we may have spoken once or twice.
Today, as I was walking down to eat my lunch on the bench outside the bookstore, Angela was walking in the opposite direction. She waved. At first I couldn't place her, I just knew I knew her from somewhere, and then as she got close to me, she stopped, and said, with a smile. "I haven't see you in a while!" Her tone was bright, as if we were old friends. I smiled back, and explained to her that my shift had changed so I took a different train in. And then she said, still smiling. "It was nice to see you again!"
It was a nice moment, because in a way, we were old friends, in that way that sharing the same space at the same time every day, can make you comrades of sorts, even if you only ever exchange smiles and half a dozen words.
I made my way to the bench, still smiling.
Today, as I was walking down to eat my lunch on the bench outside the bookstore, Angela was walking in the opposite direction. She waved. At first I couldn't place her, I just knew I knew her from somewhere, and then as she got close to me, she stopped, and said, with a smile. "I haven't see you in a while!" Her tone was bright, as if we were old friends. I smiled back, and explained to her that my shift had changed so I took a different train in. And then she said, still smiling. "It was nice to see you again!"
It was a nice moment, because in a way, we were old friends, in that way that sharing the same space at the same time every day, can make you comrades of sorts, even if you only ever exchange smiles and half a dozen words.
I made my way to the bench, still smiling.