Social Rubric of Life
Have you ever seen a classic episode of Seinfeld where George reached into the trash bin while in the kitchen for some food item, which happened to be still perfectly wrapped and "clean", so to speak? Just as he reached for it, some lady busted in on him and got horrified by what she saw! Without knowing what the reasoning or why George did what he did, the lady already formed her opinions about him.
Ah, life. We certainly have our own perception of our own interactions, brief as it may be, within our own little society. Let me provide some examples of late.
Earlier in the evening while boarding my flight to Cleveland, being in the B boarding group, I had the fortune of having to find a seat further back in the plane without any aisle seats available. I found a spot for my roller bag, and started scanning the three rows with an empty middle seat closest to the front. I was going to get in the first one closest to the front, but then the lady behind me moaned, "Oh, I was going to sit there." I was in a nice mood so I apologized and moved on to the next one, even though I had dibs. But then she changed her mind and said, "Oh, if you want to sit there, I'll sit somewhere else." But I have already moved on, and was deciding between my remaining two choices without going all the way to the back. One was between two larger men, and the other one was between a teenage boy and a woman, both of whom were not big. Without hesitation, I knew where I wanted to sit. But the lady behind me seemed to share the same mind as myself. As I asked the woman if I could take the seat next to her, the lady behind me quipped, "I see why you wanted to sit there!" Huh? I had to remain silent because I didn't want to blurt out for the two big guys to hear that I thought they were fat. Right after I sat down, I realized that the woman next to me was actually decent looking with equally a decent cleavage showing! I felt really embarrassed, because the lady behind me said it loud enough for others to hear. And how do you explain the coincidence and my non-intentional decision after that? Matters turned for the worse when the woman immediately put up her sweater over her chest. All the rest of the way to Cleveland.
Then there was the thing last week with my friend Amy. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend, and I saw her for the first time in ages at a club. Of course she was talking about her newfound single-ness, and how she should start dating. She was hitting a few of us for ideas, and I started out saying, "Hey, I have a great idea! Why don't we..." and before I could finish, she replied, "No John, I'm not dating you." Whoa! I was going to suggest that we go on a speed dating event so we can provide each other with moral support. Why did she think I wanted to date her? I yearned to explain that she got it all wrong, but given her recent heartbreak, there was no way I could have said, "There is no way I would ever date you!" Even if she wasn't in a down mood, she would have been hurt if I responded with that. Why is it okay for a girl to tell a guy just that, but not the other way around? And of course now it's kind of weird.
Ah, you just got to love misunderstandings in life.
Ah, life. We certainly have our own perception of our own interactions, brief as it may be, within our own little society. Let me provide some examples of late.
Earlier in the evening while boarding my flight to Cleveland, being in the B boarding group, I had the fortune of having to find a seat further back in the plane without any aisle seats available. I found a spot for my roller bag, and started scanning the three rows with an empty middle seat closest to the front. I was going to get in the first one closest to the front, but then the lady behind me moaned, "Oh, I was going to sit there." I was in a nice mood so I apologized and moved on to the next one, even though I had dibs. But then she changed her mind and said, "Oh, if you want to sit there, I'll sit somewhere else." But I have already moved on, and was deciding between my remaining two choices without going all the way to the back. One was between two larger men, and the other one was between a teenage boy and a woman, both of whom were not big. Without hesitation, I knew where I wanted to sit. But the lady behind me seemed to share the same mind as myself. As I asked the woman if I could take the seat next to her, the lady behind me quipped, "I see why you wanted to sit there!" Huh? I had to remain silent because I didn't want to blurt out for the two big guys to hear that I thought they were fat. Right after I sat down, I realized that the woman next to me was actually decent looking with equally a decent cleavage showing! I felt really embarrassed, because the lady behind me said it loud enough for others to hear. And how do you explain the coincidence and my non-intentional decision after that? Matters turned for the worse when the woman immediately put up her sweater over her chest. All the rest of the way to Cleveland.
Then there was the thing last week with my friend Amy. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend, and I saw her for the first time in ages at a club. Of course she was talking about her newfound single-ness, and how she should start dating. She was hitting a few of us for ideas, and I started out saying, "Hey, I have a great idea! Why don't we..." and before I could finish, she replied, "No John, I'm not dating you." Whoa! I was going to suggest that we go on a speed dating event so we can provide each other with moral support. Why did she think I wanted to date her? I yearned to explain that she got it all wrong, but given her recent heartbreak, there was no way I could have said, "There is no way I would ever date you!" Even if she wasn't in a down mood, she would have been hurt if I responded with that. Why is it okay for a girl to tell a guy just that, but not the other way around? And of course now it's kind of weird.
Ah, you just got to love misunderstandings in life.
posted by StHalcyon at
22:37
2 Comments:
Hahahaha, sorry for the misunderstanding. I didn't mean it to come out like that. I thought you were going to ask me out...but in a joking way. Plus I've had way too many male friends, who I thought of as just friends, try to get with me. I guess I over reacted. Sorry.
I'm wouldn't have been offended if you didn't want to date me. We're friends and dating would be weird.
P.S. - I guess I haven't gotten one of your MySpace surveys out of my mind where you said you wanted to have sex with me.
LOL Are you kidding me? I belong to the male order of the species. Of course I'll always want to sleep with good looking girls, friends or not, with the exception of sister or mother or first cousins. Or the ugly ones. =)
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