The Discomfited
I was walking away from my friend and was walking out the door when you came in my way. My friend screamed out my name, and you looked at me and laughed. I smiled. You opened your mouth thinking of something to say. The first syllable of the first word came out and I said ‘Excuse me, you’re in my way’ in the most polite tone I can manage. You frowned, and moved. Thanks for making that easy.