My Hobby:

Trying to give passers by the impression that I'm not standing in a particular place because I'm waiting for someone, but that in fact I'm there for the special purpose of warding off malicious spirits from the area.

Can you do me a favor and tell me what I'm supposed to say now?

Lunch was at chipotle again today, as maintenance still has not fixed my fridge. Kenny and I are in line after this girl who looked to be wearing leather shoes and knee-high multicolor striped socks. She looked like some kind of Eastern European schoolgirl.

After I asked for lots of cheese and guacamole...
Girl: (earnestly) You're amazing!
Me: (long pause) ...yeah? Um, thanks.

Apparently she was complimenting me on my confidence in demanding an adequately sized burrito, but for several seconds I had no idea what the hell she was talking about.