This has been a rather hectic week. 

Coming up on the end of the fiscal year at work and mentally scrambling around like mad with the whole looking for a new job thing.

I had something I wanted to write about specifically... but I've forgotten what it was now.

So instead we'll throw out a little bit of humour.

I'm a rather oblivious little monkey most of the time.  I very rarely (alright pretty much never) see or understand that I'm alright on the eyes.  I honestly don't see it myself so it doesn't register.

So there I am the other night minding my business and totally spaced out thinking about job hunting and whatnot and trying to come up with articles for zam (one didn't go up this week due to the busy aspect).

Some random guy comes up to me and starts talking to me.  Right about the time he asked me for contact info so he could "show me around" if I moved out that way, I cottoned on to the fact that I might actually be getting hit on...

It was a little surreal.  I'm just not used to it.  Either that or I don't notice it.  Which is entirely possible, since when I told my best friend about it her comment was something to the effect of:  If you noticed he had to be humping your leg.

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Which makes me wonder, am I that oblivious when it comes to everything?  I like to think that I am a little on the observant side.  I like to watch people and I like to know the why of things.  So, am I deluding myself and I'm not nearly as in tune as I like to think, or am I only selectively oblivious?