A friendly old man winked at me after he told a joke, and all I could think of was that he must be secretly perverted.
I don’t know whether that reflects worse on our culture for making everything dirty, or if it’s just me. For some reason winking seems like a really private thing… Like, “this is just between you and me” which automatically makes it intimate and awkward.
A friendly old man winked at me after he told a joke, and all I could think of was that he must be secretly perverted.
I don’t know whether that reflects worse on our culture for making everything dirty, or if it’s just me. For some reason winking seems like a really private thing… Like, “this is just between you and me” which automatically makes it intimate and awkward.
Yes I am an antisocial intellect.