The time he wouldn’t stop staring

There was an MEP in the waiting area talking to another man while waiting to meet my boss. I walked in front of them.

The MEP stopped talking, looked at me from head to toe and back with a weird face, and then turned to the other man to make a comment that was clearly about me, in a language that I don’t understand.

He followed me with his eyes while I was walking into my office. I liked the dress I wore that day. But after that, I only wore pants.

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s