Real Life / Internet

I had something happen to me that I wished would have happened on the Internet. I was at my favorite lunch place in the skyway, by myself, minding my own business. It was noon and the place was packed. I'm standing there and this girl walks by, looks me up and down with a stink-eye. It was clearly a socially unacceptable length of time to glance at a stranger.

She ends up standing next to me with her friend. Approximately a foot and half away from me I hear her say "Am I a raging bitch? Or am I just grossly out of touch with the styles these days? Look at her." Her friend doesn't know who she's talking about because "there's a lot of people here you could be talking about, point them out." Guess who they fucking nodded to? Yep, me. I'm not sure if they were stupid to know how obvious they were being, or if they just didn't care.

Now - I'm not a fashion train-wreck (I don't think at least), but I don't exactly attempt to make myself super-chic either. I go plain. I work with a ton of women that are fashion geniuses. They look fantastic every day. But I'm lazy and I just prefer to spend my time and money on other things.

So how do I react to this situation? I don't. Of course they called my order the second her friend was responding and I couldn't find out what their assessment was of me. On my walk back to the office I thought of at least 3 decent rebuttals - of course. But at the time all I could think of was "you fucking bitch, you're not exactly a model yourself?" But, being the class-act that I am, didn't say that. If this little exchange would have happened on the Internet? Weeeelllllll....But then again, maybe it's a good thing it didn't.

For the record. I liked my outfit.