I’ll be the first to admit that I am an introvert.
I dislike crowds, noisy place and find it very difficult to be comfortable around new people I have only recently met.
But despite that, I like watching people, actually, it’s closer to an addiction. In fact, my wife finds it damn annoying. We can be sitting at a cafe or restaurant, and while I am listening to her, I will be watching and listening to three or four other tables, or the staff behind the counter, or even things happening on the street.
Today for instance I was at a kebab cafe waiting for a takeout order. I saw various people. Some young office workers chatting about the Big Day Out. A couple of obvious IT people, discussing quite heatedly the fact their project manager was a fuck wit. An older woman, maybe in her 60s sitting in a corner with a notebook (a paper one, not a computer!) The most intriguing was a family, with a son and two daughters. The eldest looked to be about 14, and was at that point teasing her sister while still trying to be “mature” while talking to her parents. It was amusing because she would break into childish giggles, then try to be all adult a moment later. She felt very grown up when her dad asked her to go order some more drinks.
Very seldom do I ever get caught “observing” people, although I sometimes get strange looks when I chuckle about a conversation I overhear when it’s obvious I am standing there on my own.
However, I caught the eyes of older lady and she beamed a smile that was nearly as cheeky and childlike as the young teenage girl I had just been observing. Her eye were piercing blue and full of life. I smiled back, a little embarrassed at being caught out.
After getting my food, I walked past the window where she was sitting. Looking in, I saw various sketches, including a couple of me.
Guess I am not the only observer around, and she obviously had far more practice at it than me because I never knew she was observing the observer.