Girl: "Marque, you're so...different and...weird."
Me: (I shrug.)
Girl: "Like...what's wrong with you? "
Me: "Nothing's wrong...I just don't give a crap about 'fitting in.' I ain't made for that."
Girl: "Yeah, but, like...you do realize people actually LIKE you, right?"
Me: "And?"
Girl (She shakes her head and rolls her eyes, lecturing me.): (Blah, blah, blah, fucking blah...)
Me (after maybe 5 minutes): "What? I'm sorry, you said something?"
Girl: "You weren't even listening?!"
Me: "My bad...I was thinking about how to approach the cover painting for this short story."
Girl (Her mouth drops open.): "Jesus!" (She storms off.)
LOL.
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