So, today I was running to catch the bus at my typical stop. Nothing unusual, people, just keep walking . . .
But as I was making my way to the stop, I heard someone chanting. It took me a second to realize it was about me.
It just so happened that one of my friends happened to be stopped at the light where I was crossing.
I felt like, since he was chanting for me, I should somehow reciprocate. I did something we'll call the "ninja dance." Don't ask. Then I made a big show of dramatically running over to the bus stop. Then I got there, stopped, and put on my thoughtful face again.
It really WAS cool to hear someone chanting my name, though.