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Originally Posted by Rain Man
That'll work. Perhaps spider bites are responsible for more dry ears than we know.
Here's another one. There's this guy who has one of those little portable hot dog stands about half a block from my office. I'm sure that he's a nice guy and all, but I don't see myself buying a hot dog from a warming tray sitting out in the sun all day. I've walked by this guy every day for about three years now, and I feel like he's watching me and waiting, waiting for that day that I'm going to stop and buy one of his hot dogs, and I feel bad knowing that it'll never happen. His eyes follow me as I walk past him, and he never says anything, never complains, never smiles, never moves, but those eyes watch me as I approach and I can feel them searing into my back as I leave.
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I alwasy try to look at both sides of it. Maybe its like this. He serves the most incredible hot dogs in the world. At the end of the year, he gives his favorite customer a real nice gift, like say, a Rolex. He is of course independently wealthy and just doing this 'cuz. so, anyhow, when you walk by, he is actually pittied by you. He figures you are missing out on the best dog ever, and a chance at a very nice watch. He also figures you suffer from some horrible social disease, since you never even look his way or greet him. The eyes on your back are those of a man pittying a lost soul. Hey, you never know.