Why are you always smirking at me?
I had walked past a guy on the street who was on the cellphone – he got off the phone and queried my smirking. He lives on Barry and I see him frequently at the grocery or walking his dogs. I do my ‘hi, we live in the same neighborhood you’re a familiar face’ half-smile which he must think is a smirk. He thought I was laughing at him or smiling for some reason other than to be friendly. I didn’t want to be too friendly because then you head into cruisy-ville. Argh.