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Silence Everyone

For some people, days off are spent catching up on chores. Others fill their spare hours with athletic activities. Some visit family or spend time with friends. I love spending my days off listening to music and enjoying the sights on the seawall. Relaxing is the key. Today I walked around Stanley Park via the seawall, resting my mind, body and soul, listening to my most recent favorite album, Born and Raised by John Mayer. After a whirlwind of a week at work, I always save some of my hours outside of my high stress job for the seawall. I prescribe it for myself as a needed stress reliever. 

 I know I have a load of friends that fill my heart with joy and happiness. I enjoy this quirky group of pals, regardless of the unwanted attention I sometimes receive. Once and awhile some take my friendliness as signs of affection, which in return creates some awkward situations. I have been a participant in the unrequited love scenario too many times. It never ends well, knowing from experience. Never one to notice the staring gaze of potential courters, I have probably missed out on many live affairs. Perhaps I haven't missed a thing. I always say, if it was meant to be, it will be.

 Today I recharged in my usual way, and had sushi for dinner. After eating I decided to pop in to the bar to see some folks. I wanted to wait until  later because then all the riff raff will have gone home, buzzed and rowdy. I sauntered in only to be overwhelmed with unwanted attention coming from everywhere!!! I tried to ride the wave but one dart after another hit my unprepared relaxed state, causing me to move to a quieter part of the bar, alone. I am not always one to want the attention, especially sober, unlike many of my counterparts.  Was it a bad choice to come into the bar after such a beautiful relaxing day? Perhaps. Did I overreact? Surrounded by inebriated people, smothering me on my quiet day, was not what I wanted. I moved after being fed up with it. Do I need to apologize? No. Do I need these people to understand that I'm not the center of their attention? Nope.

 Just walk away. 

 Please people, silence. Jen McIntyre | Create your badge

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