she looked at him again. just barely. long enough to notice bits and pieces but not long enough to like any of them.
she was nervous. she wanted to present something attractive to him. she didn't think about the steps after or the consequences of. she only knew that right now, in this moment, as she smiled and wished for better lighting, she hoped he might think her worthy - worth his time, worth his efforts, worth getting to know. she didn't want this to go anywhere, she didn't need this to. she only knew she had to pass this test. she could've sworn she heard the ticking and tocking (perhaps the "tsk-ing"?) of a watch, the drumming and pointing of impatient fingers.
she wanted to laugh. how silly the entire situation was! to allow a complete stranger to read her palm by scanning her face and her body, to allow this person (who, by the way, wasn't really listening to anything she was saying) dictate her present value and future worth.
she rode along the conveyor belt, pinched and poked, sized, scaled and scrutinized. she was sure she had already been branded so she wondered why it always took so long to....
ah-ha! and there it was. the moment the judges revealed their scores.
she didn't want him. he wasn't the prize. she wanted to pass the test. she wanted to win.
she had forgotten that winning wasn't everything.
she was nervous. she wanted to present something attractive to him. she didn't think about the steps after or the consequences of. she only knew that right now, in this moment, as she smiled and wished for better lighting, she hoped he might think her worthy - worth his time, worth his efforts, worth getting to know. she didn't want this to go anywhere, she didn't need this to. she only knew she had to pass this test. she could've sworn she heard the ticking and tocking (perhaps the "tsk-ing"?) of a watch, the drumming and pointing of impatient fingers.
she wanted to laugh. how silly the entire situation was! to allow a complete stranger to read her palm by scanning her face and her body, to allow this person (who, by the way, wasn't really listening to anything she was saying) dictate her present value and future worth.
she rode along the conveyor belt, pinched and poked, sized, scaled and scrutinized. she was sure she had already been branded so she wondered why it always took so long to....
ah-ha! and there it was. the moment the judges revealed their scores.
she didn't want him. he wasn't the prize. she wanted to pass the test. she wanted to win.
she had forgotten that winning wasn't everything.
