Last Login: 15 hours ago.
Mood: Scared.
Dear Diary,
I am at lunch now. Work has kept me pretty distracted so far so that has been good. I am on break now though. Break-times for me would usually consist of me sitting on my phone, reading for the latest status's that I may have missed. But I'm not allowed today. No Alice must stay away from Facebook. So what options does that leave me with? I was going to have to...talk to real people. People that were mere feet away. They could touch me if they wanted to. I decided to try and brave it in the canteen. I gently opened the door and it gave out a loud creak. Faces greeted me. Some had welcoming smiles. In those smiles, was the remnants of their lunch. Their green leafy lunch smiling at me. I stood at the door, unsure how to greet these people. They stared at me. I stared back. My first reaction came. It was a smile. Good. Good reaction Alice. Try and mimic their emotions. Their eyes screamed “ Join us” as their smiles started to dwindle. With great trepidation I clutched my lunch to my chest as I walked to take a seat opposite one of them. They carried on with their lunch, so I started unpacking my sandwich and crisps. This wasn't too bad. They didn't seem to be interacting with each other. Good. This is good. I relaxed and started eating my lunch when suddenly one of them started talking to the others about a particular article they were scrolling, sorry reading through in one of the magazines. “What do you think, Alice?” Shit. What do I say? “ERM...I like this” is all I could manage. It seemed to be an okay answer. Good. Well done Alice, you interacted with someone. Talking to people was difficult. They didn't wear their life on a necklace round their neck. I had no idea how they were feeling or what was going on in their head. How on earth did we manage this without Facebook? I'm scared.
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