Candid Hand Trampling

This particular CHT experience unfolded on a beautiful Sunday afternoon at a bustling mall in my city. In the heart of the food court, there is an elevated central area, and it was from this vantage point that I first noticed her. A short brunette with chic, short hair and thick-framed glasses that gave her an effortlessly sharp, almost "mean girl" aura. By chance, I found a seat at a table positioned just below her, within close proximity.

She was completely absorbed in her phone, her feet in constant motion as she typed away on the screen, seemingly engrossed in a text conversation. It wasn’t long before she unknowingly stepped on my hand. Initially, it was a light brush, but then, after a few moments, she stepped directly on the top of my hand — an unfortunate spot that usually signals the end of such an interaction, as most people would quickly notice. And indeed, she did.

To my surprise, however, she didn’t react. She glanced down at my hand but didn’t seem bothered at all. Her attention was firmly fixed on her phone, and she continued stepping on it, completely oblivious to the awkwardness of the situation. It was almost as if the conversation she was having on her device was far more pressing than any physical discomfort she might have caused.

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