People watcher!

Use the same route three days in a row, the fourth you know you're being watched.

You wouldn't know it, but you mark somebody's time and ease another's eyes. You walk, head averted, not caring for anyone else. But you're being watched; an opinion's being formed. One day you'll find that people know you well by sight and take the freedom of coming up and having a chat, like you were their long lost friend.

A boy was waiting at a theatre, waiting for his group to show up. Tall, fair and well-built he was, drawing the glances of those milling around. a tap on the shoulder, he turns, looking around. A middle-aged lady stands her ground. "Are you a northie, son?" she asks. He nods in the affirmative, finding the question queer, trying to break away. Again the same question is posed, tying down weight on the both the asker and the answerer. "what's your name, son?". He replies hesistantly. She promptly asks for his number.'This is getting really weird' he thinks to himself and asks her "Why?". "Oh, my daughter seems to like you, so I'd come over to ask." The young man was stunned and couldn't find it in him to reply!

Another girl was waiting for her regular transport, as she'd been doing for the past 2 months or so. She was fair-skinned and an attractive sight, geared in power suits most of the time. That day, her transport did not show up, leading her to look for an alternative. A man walks up,"I believe we're heading in the same direction, why don't we share a taxi?". The girl's surprised, she never really noticed this man before and wonders how many more 'know' her. She accepts the ride, he refuses to go dutch. Although chivalry hasn't died, the girls vows never again to ride with this man.

You're being watched and you don't even know it. Your appearance gives someone reassurance and to another, some mental notification. Yet you walk like you're the only one. You're being watched and you don't even know it.



Clarification: These are real incidences.
"To go dutch" is to split the bill