anger_frog

Something remotely interesting finally happened, so I feel the need to record it for posterity.

Actually, it's only remotely interesting because of the tragic humor aspect, and the black comedy here is my trouble in getting back on the dating horse.

Anyway, there is this girl. She works at the Subway near campus. I've patronized the place somewhat regularly since I've moved here, since I'm usually running late and I don't have time to eat at home. She's always been very talkative towards me and often would give me food and drinks for free. Of course, I assumed she was someone from high school whose name I had forgotten so I never gave it too much thought.

Yesterday she was very talkative, and we actually discussed several subjects while performing the sandwich artistry. It was in the middle of the conversation that I realized that she wasn't from around here originally, and that we had been dropping signals for over a year now. The other things we discussed only made her seem even more attractive: she hates this state and wants to leave (has some intelligence and personality), gave advice on abdominal exercises (looks nice under the gaudy Subway shirt), and seemed really interested in finding something to do around here (the opening). Of course, this is a tragic comical story, right?

I completely forgot how to procede from there. Well, I didn't forget per se, but my usual reflexive flow that would've kicked in at that point decided not to show. Long, awkward pauses began to set in, and I realized that the plane was going down and the pilot was saying goodbye to the wife and kids into the black box. I eventually walked out to the car and realized how horribly I fucked up the segueway. I steeled myself to recover, and walked back in with a plan. I told her I realized that I've seen her for over a year, and I didn't even know her name. She gave me her name and I returned. Nothing. Stone dead from there. I fumbled over my words and back-pedalled to the door. I got back into the car and laughed myself silly at my newly found level of ineptitude in dealing with the opposite sex.

I got a chuckle out of it because I'm quickly approaching the point of no longer caring. For whatever reason, I can't seem to naturally work through the steps of the dating game anymore, and I'm too damn busy to relearn everything to just to re-engage in a system that has a reputation of kicking my ass in the long run.

Heterosexuality sucks ass.