Here’s my entry for today’s Thursday Doors


Today’s prompt at The Daily Post is Second Thoughts.
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This happened today.
I was sitting at the counter because there were no tables available. It’s not my favorite thing, sitting with my back to the world, but the restaurant was packed. Luckily, it appeared to be a relatively harmless crowd—office workers on their lunch break, retirees, and such.
However, that was neither here nor there. Bigger issues were afoot.
So, I ordered lunch and started sipping on my Diet Coke when A portly gentleman walked in and sat on he stool right next to me. I mean, right next to me.
We were practically elbow to elbow. He was in my space. I didn’t like it.
The gentleman didn’t seem to notice. He just sat there as if all was right with the world, while I was tried to determine whether to innocuously scoot my seat a little to the left.
Would it be impolite to do so? What if he got the impression that I thought he had cooties or was offensive in some other way? I wouldn’t want to hurt his feelings. On the other hand, what if he was a tad bit imbalanced and my scooting away from him caused him to snap. I could see tomorrow’s headlines: Deranged Man Shoots-Up Diner; Woman’s Political Incorrectness to Blame.
No, I’d better just stay put.
My veggie plate came, which consisted of butter beans, lima beans, and coleslaw. It was a good thing I didn’t order anything that required knife & fork action.
No good would’ve come of it.

Today’s prompt at The Daily Post is the word irksome.
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Irksome. Now there’s a word for you.
One of the things I find irksome is when people have to make it about themselves.
You know the kind; the ones that have done, seen, or experienced everything that you have, only bigger, better, faster, shinier, or whatever.
They try to steal people’s thunder. It irritates the heck out of me.
Some of us aren’t blessed with an abundance of thunder. When some comes our way, would it kill them to let us enjoy it for a few fleeting moments?
So far, I’ve not come up with a creative and effective way to deal with a thunder stealer. All I can manage is to stare at them with a puzzled look on my face, and change the subject.
It’s not much fun and certainly doesn’t convey a message.
Any ideas?
