I was standing on a street corner waiting for the light to change, when I saw what I thought was a young, pretty female coworker standing on the opposite corner wearing skin-tight running clothes. I was wearing my glasses at the time. They have a horribly out of date prescription and tiny cracks in the lenses, so my vision is awful while wearing them. To add to it, we hadn’t been working together very long, so I wasn’t entirely certain it was her.

After she nervously raised a hand to wave, I suddenly realized two things: first, she was indeed my coworker, and second, that I’d been staring at her very intently for the entire duration of the light while trying determine if I knew her. She took off running again the instant the light changed, giving me no chance to explain myself.

She has pointedly avoided eye contact and elevators with me since then.