Misfit

I went to a pilates class today at a new studio.  Wow, did that feel good.

There were two other ladies in the class.  I smiled at each of them as they entered. Nothing.  I smiled at them when the class was over thinking maybe I could engage one or both of them in a brief conversation.  Nothing.  Would not meet my eyes. That did NOT feel good.

I was broadsided with loneliness.

I took my time putting my shoes on hoping those two would catch the elevator and I would catch the next trip down but that's not what happened.  Instead, upon leaving the studio, my eyes a bit unclear because of the tears, I tripped on the stairs.  My glasses went flying off my head and I very nearly plunged head first down the last four steps.  Those two ladies were there at the bottom of the steps waiting for the elevator.

Nothing.  Not a glance.

Wow.

I'm over it, trust me.  I just find it very sad.  Yeah, yeah, yeah that's life in the city but come on.  Would it have killed them to smile back at me?  Of course not.  Might've even made them feel good, too.  Sheesh.

If someone smiles at you -- smile back!  Better yet, smile at someone/say good morning/whatever and see what response you get.  If you get nothing, I suppose that's their problem.  It's certainly not yours.