On the positive side, a girl that made herself vulnerable with me (a sign she likes me) when she first saw me and served me, served me this time. She recognized me. It's nice to see authentic, vulnerable people. Of course, as a sociopath, I simply remained straightforward and stoic. I like her, but I know I wouldn't do her justice should I be in a relationship with her. So, our roads only intersect here, on Sundays, whenever it's her turn to serve people and I happen to be served by her.

Another plus is that the cashier told me he hasn't seen me in a long time. At first, I didn't understand him, replying "I've a loyalty card" 😂😅 But resumed gently, upon seeing his reaction and asked "is this what you asked?". Upon hearing what he actually said, I replied "I come here every Sunday". I probably didn't hear what he said because I dissociate and/or as a protective measure of anxiety that keeps me back from turning violent to people (as a sociopath). 🤷🏻*♂️