It happened again today. At lunch, I walked to my favorite grassy area. It was a pretty nice day and there were quite a few folks out enjoying the sun. Once again, as I approached the park, I noticed that my favorite bench was open. This bench is almost always available. I suppose I should consider it my good fortune that I usually get to sit in the place I prefer. I am happy about it, but there's a part of me that wonders why no one else has taken it. In my mind, this particular bench is far and away the best location. Today, I would esitmate that the benches were about 75% occupied. At that rate it just seems logical that someone would have chosen this spot over the other available ones. There is a part of me that wants to question some of the other bench-sitters - to find out why they didn't choose this bench. Of course, this part of me is dwarfed by the larger, introverted part of my psyche that cautions, "Do not talk to or make eye contact with anyone."
So, I guess I will never know why no one else likes this bench as much as I do.
2 comments:
It's probably best that you don't know. Maybe a homeless guy died on that bench or maybe it's on top of an ant hill. There must be some reason but like you I'm an introvert so I would speculate but not approach other bench sitters.
Melody
I think no one sits there because that is the bench that "the weird guy" sits at all the time. LOL
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