I take one look at you before looking straight down my nose at you because why on earth would I pay any attention to a weird little loser like you? Your completely nondescript existence makes me pay you no mind as I turn the other way and I leave you kneeling on the floor, staring up at me, silently pleading for me to give you some attention and acknowledge your pathetic existence. I roll my eyes as I brush my hair and twirl it around my finger, file my nails, text on my phone and take selfies, and lay back in my chair looking bored and acting like you don’t exist, because you mean nothing to me.