this morning #2040.

this morning, though he offered up a friendly half-wave & a head nod as they passed each other in the hall, he got zero response. cold-blooded. he’d assumed that they were cool but apparently not. was it something he’d said? couldn’t be that. he was always extra careful with his words so as not to offend. was it something he did or didn’t do? he thought about it but nothing came to mind. maybe his supposed associate was simply distracted. just didn’t notice his greeting. his mind was off elsewhere. that must be the reason. not the blatant snub that it appeared to be. he took a deep breath. stood there by the vending machine & counted to three. grabbed a package of powdered donuts. tried not to take it personally.