I had a stare down Friday with a girl who was as usual not reading during sustained silent reading time. I wasn’t sure she wouldn’t outlast me, but when her eyes flickered away for a split second, I knew her time was almost up, and she soon rolled her eyes and looked away for good (but not to read).
She’s the same girl who a while back commented on one of my band’s YouTube videos, “You guys actually sound good” (was the “actually” really necessary?) and who the other day asked me, “So what’s it like having a job where nobody likes what you do?”
I told her it’s great: “Where else could I be paid to make people miserable?”
