My Co-worker

Today, I saw my co-worker sitting in front of Lawson’s. She slowly and silently unwrapped her food from the paper it was covered in, paying no attention to anyone around her. I made sure not to be a distraction, so I walked past her without saying anything.

This is not the first time I’ve caught her in a moment like this, but I always make sure not to say a word—well, aside from that one time I didn’t notice she was eating beside me while I was enjoying my chilled can of black coffee. It was the first time I had encountered her like that, so I thought it was rude not to say hi, at the very least. In retrospect, I don’t think it would have mattered much.