Touched by cluelessness. Tell us about a time you were completely clueless. I once

[RobinA]

22. One More

on the common theme.

I hated my job and most of the people in it. I had to get away at lunchtime, so I'd buy a sandwich and take a book to a nearby county park that we used to go on outings to as Girl Scouts. I picked this place near some parking places that was sort of sloped with trees overhead, but the ground was cleared. There was an uncleared woods just in back. There were a bunch of picnic tables on the slope. I'd park and sit at a picnic table, eat and read by book. I did this all summer. There were usually some guys sitting around at the picnic tables, one guy per table. The same guys would often be there. How nice, I thought, retired guys taking in the summer by sitting in the park under the trees, beats watching TV all day. The thing I noticed but didn't really dwell on was that by time I was leaving they were usually all gone. Weird, since retired guys don't have a lunch hour to adhere to. One time towards the end of summer I saw two of the guys walking out of the woods together. Interesting, I thought, you don't usually see two guys together like that, men are always so afraid somebody will think they're gay. It slowly washes over me...I'm lunching in the middle of some kind of pick-up spot. I figured the reason they had all left by the end of my lunch was that I was upsetting the milieu, so I never went back. I couldn't really figure why I bothered them, though (if I did). I wasn't really watching whatever was going on (obviously), I was pretty much eating and reading.