"overdone sexual politics" says slate.com. maybe. i think it's just fun. in fact, i would change my profile picture to this if i didn't already mislead the poor male species enough. i feel like my persona screams "on the other team" but people still get confused. should i wear a rainbow flag cape to combat this misunderstanding? or maybe just become a bit more aware of the impact of my forwardness. "hey, let's go get lunch" or "hey, can i have your number? we can hit up shows!" my obliviousness usually hits full capacity when i'm on the receiving end.
for example: this summer while at work-
boy: "hey, i'm playing a show. you should totally come check it out."
me: "dude i love shows! totally! when is it?"
boy: "this weekend. can i, uh, get your number?"
me: "sure, man. give me a call sometime."
oy.
i leave shortly afterwards and then realize that i have just been hit on by mr. suave. it's a good thing that's not something i need to be aware of anymore or i would be single for a loooooong time.
real-time update: this time, mixed signals combated by -
me: "yeah here's the comp ticket i got for you. i hit them up for another ticket while i was there so no problem."
boy: "for what?"
me: "lpo. my girlfriend's in it."
ha-ta-cha. and done.
with my first informational speech and accounting exam 3 under my belt i can begin to ease into a weekend of relaxation...right? no, more exams to study for, more speeches to start thinking about, practicing to be done, operas to play, and parents to entertain...what? parents to entertain? when were they in my life? i'm really on edge about them coming here. it's as if i have constructed this life for myself here that really doesn't have a niche for them and now that world is being stressed by the advent of their presence. they're not bad people; they just cause tension. i told my dad about my plans for dinner with them and my friends and he immediately says, as if it were an unreasonable proposition, "whoa whoa wait. you're not even going to ask us?" my mom had been informed but failed to relay the message. the thing i'm most concerned about, i guess, is them going off on some "why we don't want you to date women" rant. during our conversation last night they asked if i wanted them to bring up my comforter and i said i got mine from school back because my ex, alize, came down to visit. all they could manage was an "oh" and then an abrupt transition into the next topic. last face-to-face encounter's "we don't want you to...do that anymore" was more than necessary. i've had enough - really.
until then, and maybe on through it: "onwards and upwards" i always say! i'm excited to go to (and accordingly dress up for) the lpo concert tonight. it will be nice to attend a concert that i don't already expect to sound like a chromatic atom bomb.
until my next entry of sensationalized musings and grammatical bastardization-
adieu.
for example: this summer while at work-
boy: "hey, i'm playing a show. you should totally come check it out."
me: "dude i love shows! totally! when is it?"
boy: "this weekend. can i, uh, get your number?"
me: "sure, man. give me a call sometime."
oy.
i leave shortly afterwards and then realize that i have just been hit on by mr. suave. it's a good thing that's not something i need to be aware of anymore or i would be single for a loooooong time.
real-time update: this time, mixed signals combated by -
me: "yeah here's the comp ticket i got for you. i hit them up for another ticket while i was there so no problem."
boy: "for what?"
me: "lpo. my girlfriend's in it."
ha-ta-cha. and done.
with my first informational speech and accounting exam 3 under my belt i can begin to ease into a weekend of relaxation...right? no, more exams to study for, more speeches to start thinking about, practicing to be done, operas to play, and parents to entertain...what? parents to entertain? when were they in my life? i'm really on edge about them coming here. it's as if i have constructed this life for myself here that really doesn't have a niche for them and now that world is being stressed by the advent of their presence. they're not bad people; they just cause tension. i told my dad about my plans for dinner with them and my friends and he immediately says, as if it were an unreasonable proposition, "whoa whoa wait. you're not even going to ask us?" my mom had been informed but failed to relay the message. the thing i'm most concerned about, i guess, is them going off on some "why we don't want you to date women" rant. during our conversation last night they asked if i wanted them to bring up my comforter and i said i got mine from school back because my ex, alize, came down to visit. all they could manage was an "oh" and then an abrupt transition into the next topic. last face-to-face encounter's "we don't want you to...do that anymore" was more than necessary. i've had enough - really.
until then, and maybe on through it: "onwards and upwards" i always say! i'm excited to go to (and accordingly dress up for) the lpo concert tonight. it will be nice to attend a concert that i don't already expect to sound like a chromatic atom bomb.
until my next entry of sensationalized musings and grammatical bastardization-
adieu.
1 comment:
I love the old 'Girls Say Yes Ad'! I'm happy they did a remake...
Also, I have the same problem of being clueless when a guy has any type of ulterior motive in talking to me. I should really work on my perception-or at least curb to a heteronorm frame o' thinking, =/.
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