Second Meeting with Zooz

I made an awkward assumption at this meeting. I purposely didn’t eat lunch so I could eat with Zooz (he came to meet me right after class), but he told me he already ate. He told me it was ok if I got food and ate, and I felt guilty leaving him at the table and eating while he didn’t, but it was my only chance to eat until after 5. He didn’t seem to mind, though, occupying himself with videos on his iPad. I quickly got some food, and then we began talking.

While we were in the cafeteria, we saw a girl being escorted out by a group of cops/security personnel. She looked visibly shaken, possibly sick or a victim of something. It was uncomfortable as we both sympathized and watched her leave, wondering what had happened. As unfortunate as the situation looked, neither of us knew her and knew nothing of the situation, so we just had to move on with our conversation.

  Zooz told me about his weekend, he spent most of Saturday in Dallas. He had to take a test in the morning, and after he went on a quest for a gold iPhone (he also looked for one on Sunday, but no luck). His current phone has a shattered back, so it’s not really usable. I’ve gotten glass/plastic splinters from phones before, it’s annoying.

He also showed me some of his pictures on Instagram of himself, wearing a traditional outfit. This included a thobe, which is a white ankle-length garment and kind of looks like a robe. He also wore a ghuttrah and agal, which are a cloth headdress and a black cord that goes around it, respectively. He also showed me some pictures of his cousin, who is a little boy with long hair. He told me about how his cousin cried when he had to get his hair cut and he saw the scissors.

I then showed Zooz my Instagram and a picture of my pride and joy from fall break: cat jack o’lanterns. He hadn’t carved a pumpkin yet, but I think I may have convinced him. He also asked me if people eat pumpkins, so I told him about pumpkin pie and how my mom always roasts the pumpkin seeds. While he hadn’t made a jack o’lantern, he did say he still loves Halloween. Over the weekend he bought a monkey mask and gloves for a costume.

While we were in the cafeteria, we saw a girl being escorted out by a group of cops/security people. She looked visibly shaken, either sick or a victim of something. It was uncomfortable as we both sympathized and watched her leave, wondering what had happened.