I am regretting not interacting more this afternoon.
I went to the art museum on my own - a solitary outing is something I am doing more often these days. As I was walking into the building some guys asked if the front door was closed. I told them "yeah, I just went up there and the sign said you have to go around back."
We continued walking around the building, until another door appeared on the side - I said "Do you want me to go up to that one so you don't have to try that one either?" They all laughed - which made me happy because I love when people laugh at my jokes.
We bought our tickets together, too. Then, I hung my coat up. Then, I wandered the lobby, looking for signage regarding the Caravaggio exhibit - one of them was doing the same thing. Suddenly, I spotted large colorful sacs on the ground which two girls were sitting on.
I said, "Are these bean bags?!" (I used to looooove bean bags when I was little - I'm a child of the 70's.) They were like yeah. So I sat down on one. It felt so good. I read some things that were posted on the wall for while then decided to get up and look for the Caravaggio exhibit again.
As I got up, I noticed the same guy behind me - it seemed he was coming to the bean bags, too. But it was too late, I had already started walking away.
Damn! I should have hammed it up more and lingered. I bet he would have said something to me.
If I am going to take these little "solitary outings" I need to up my game and start paying attention to my surroundings more. . .serious fun surveillance senses turned fully on.
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