Why kids with smartphones are putting Roshan off gardening.
I snuck in through the front entrance and my friend wasn’t there. I was disappointed - I love our chit-chats and banter and her tormenting me about ‘Sex and the City’ which we’d been able to do a lot considering it had just been the two of us volunteering over the winter after christmas.
I snuck up to the polytunnel situated at the centre of the gardens to check if she was there. She wasn’t, but my supervisor said she was here and had gone to collect some tools from the compost toilet. I didn’t have a clue where my good pal was and was getting f**king worried. I hated the idea of a slot alone with one of the supervisors who just leaves us to do the tasks and doesn’t give us any help.
The moment’s awkward silence was alleviated by the emergence of a creep at the gates. This bloody kid - maybe not even 13 - was standing in between the railings with his smartphone out and taking photos of us. My friend told him to get lost, but he still stood there.
Once he had gone, me and my friend’s paranoia was high - her’s higher than mine, she seemed genuinely perturbed that someone wanted to film her. I can understand why - it is bloody weird and it’s even weirder that it was a kid doing it.
But most awkward was this time her boyfriend was picking her up in the car. I felt like such a klutz and an outsider. Not because I fancy her (I don’t), but because he’s probably thinking and asking her “who’s that?” in the car when she waves goodbye to me. I’d hope she’d say “just someone I work with”, but I’m paranoid that he’s going to think there’s something going on.
Paranoia isn’t good for gardening. And kids with smartphones taking photos of me and my friend don’t help the matter...
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