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for whom the bell tolls

After we went through the drive-thru, I realized they didn't give us any hot sauce (which is the reason I like taco bell in the first place). So I left Accaber sitting in the car and went in to get some. As I was heading for the door, the teenage boy standing outside looked at me and darted inside, glancing back at me over his shoulder. I thought that was odd, and wondered briefly if he was going inside to warn people that I was coming in. I walked in, and the entire staff was standing near the counter watching me walk in. Even though there were people waiting, the put-the-food-together people just stood and looked at me, and the cashier and drive-thru here-you-go person paused to look at me too. There were at least twelve people staring at me! Flustered, I began to mutter something about having just been through the drive through, and then I saw the bins and went over to grab sauce packets. A tall, heavyset woman standing in the middle of all the people told me she liked my hair, and I said thank you, while stacking packets in one hand. Then she asked if I needed anything, and I said, "just this," and walked back out. They watched me go.

The whole time, I was trying to figure out why they were staring -- I was in this mental knot, feeling like there was something I had done that they recognised me for. As I walked out, my mind told me "well, if I'm going to be a model I'm going to have to get used to being beautiful." That was the first time I thought maybe they stared because I'm attractive and they were bored (I get dumb when embarrassed). I had my hair down, was wearing a thin, tight red shirt, my red-fist earrings and angels jeans, and felt confident.

Still, it was very very strange. Maybe nobody ever actually goes inside that restaurant, just through the drive-thru. Maybe they use the actual store to sell drugs. Maybe these people are all freaked out by long hair. Maybe they were expecting me to whip out a gun (from WHERE?). Maybe I interrupted their seance, where they were calling up the spirit of someone's dead chihuahua. Whatevah.

feelings: amused

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scourge ══╣╠══
weirdness like that
I've not done any modeling since right after highschool.....so its been a good while. it wasn't anything serious even then. I learned alot about how to present yourself and about taking care of yourself, and it sticks w/ me to this day.

Working in a (used to be) very small town (that has suddenly experienced a surge into a big town) i encounter a lot of "back woods" type people (at least mentality of them....and as far as personal hygiene goes). I was stopping at the same resturaunt each morning as our work crew was using the same route to the job site.....and the counter girl at the place was kinda slow and very seemingly challenged at her job. This went on for a few days....and i noticed that more and more counter people showed up and all seemed in a bit of a daze, at best. I imagine i did seem a bit different than the normal customer.....ie...no hunting clothes year around, neatly shaven (arms and exposed skin aside from scalp , eyebrows and partial beard) and no beer gut.....but the looks i was getting were easily noticed. I wasn't sure quite why, since this was just normal routine for me, its not like i was trying to have extra presence (like the club or a party).

about the 4th day in a row, as i want in, the whole front line is standing there in their zombie-esque state..... and i go up to the counter, no one says a thing. no one offers to help...so i start to feel strange and mumble...." um....can i get some breakfast "....to which countergirl #1 just continues to look at me in a strange way.....and like the chosen leader of this other worldish clan says " we....we think you are the prettiest man we've ever seen. " at first i thought she was making fun of me....but then she either (a) kept up the facade or (b) was really genuine. Suddenly, i started to feel like Billy Zane (or something). it kinda weirded me out.....and i haven't really been back there since.

A lot of people think they'd like that sort of attention....but in truth , they wouldn't handle it too well. It will likely take you some getting used to....but from what i've gathered from your post (and know of you from them) i think you'll adjust just fine. 8)
belenen ══╣alive╠══
Re: weirdness like that
;-) Your story is even weirder than mine!

Thanks for the vote of confidence. Actually, a month ago I would have assumed I had my pants on backward or something. Modeling has really boosted my confidence.
anar_anar ══╣╠══
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Expect to find curse words, nudity, (occasionally explicit) talk of sex, and angry ranting, but NEVER slurs or sexually violent language. I use TW when I am aware of the need and on request.