What Are You Thinking? Continued 7

On a personal note:
Diamond Comics Distributors will temporarily suspend deliver of comics after the 1st of April.

Time to start panicking :eek:
 
Shelter in place, day 1. Today's random goal: learn all the words to 'Do You Want to Build a Snowman?'
 
There aren’t many options right now, but still tempted to show my job the middle finger
 
When I was in Junior High, I went to this dance. I didn't go to many of them, but I got talked into going to this one out of a weird sense of hope and possibility.

I went alone of course, because I never had anyone to go with. I saw this girl who was alone too and I decided to ask her to dance. I didn't know her well, we hadn't been in classes together, but she was wearing a dress and I thought what the hell?

So I asked her to dance and she looked around at everyone in this panic, and slapped me in the face. She shouted; "Don't talk to me, pig!" and stormed off.

In so many ways, I'm still that poor fat kid, standing alone on the dance floor, afraid to ask another girl to dance but afraid that if I go home, it will mean she is right and I should just give up. I killed time another hour that night, before walking home. Eventually, people stopped laughing about it.

My whole interaction with women has always sort of been like this. I've never grown out of it. Always reaching out, but in the wrong way, in the wrong places, to the wrong people.

I'm 37. I'm beginning to think I've been at this dance alone, for far too long. Time to go home.
 
When I was in Junior High, I went to this dance. I didn't go to many of them, but I got talked into going to this one out of a weird sense of hope and possibility.

I went alone of course, because I never had anyone to go with. I saw this girl who was alone too and I decided to ask her to dance. I didn't know her well, we hadn't been in classes together, but she was wearing a dress and I thought what the hell?

So I asked her to dance and she looked around at everyone in this panic, and slapped me in the face. She shouted; "Don't talk to me, pig!" and stormed off.

In so many ways, I'm still that poor fat kid, standing alone on the dance floor, afraid to ask another girl to dance but afraid that if I go home, it will mean she is right and I should just give up. I killed time another hour that night, before walking home. Eventually, people stopped laughing about it.

My whole interaction with women has always sort of been like this. I've never grown out of it. Always reaching out, but in the wrong way, in the wrong places, to the wrong people.

I'm 37. I'm beginning to think I've been at this dance alone, for far too long. Time to go home.

*offers to give you a ride home*
 
When I was in Junior High, I went to this dance. I didn't go to many of them, but I got talked into going to this one out of a weird sense of hope and possibility.

I went alone of course, because I never had anyone to go with. I saw this girl who was alone too and I decided to ask her to dance. I didn't know her well, we hadn't been in classes together, but she was wearing a dress and I thought what the hell?

So I asked her to dance and she looked around at everyone in this panic, and slapped me in the face. She shouted; "Don't talk to me, pig!" and stormed off.

In so many ways, I'm still that poor fat kid, standing alone on the dance floor, afraid to ask another girl to dance but afraid that if I go home, it will mean she is right and I should just give up. I killed time another hour that night, before walking home. Eventually, people stopped laughing about it.

My whole interaction with women has always sort of been like this. I've never grown out of it. Always reaching out, but in the wrong way, in the wrong places, to the wrong people.

I'm 37. I'm beginning to think I've been at this dance alone, for far too long. Time to go home.

WTF?! Dude, there is nothing wrong with you! The girl you asked to dance with though is a POS and she did you a favor in not dancing with you. Unfortunately there are women who think they're better than everyone else and are rude to those who they think are beneath them. These are the women that don't deserve the least bit of your attention. The only problem I see you having is that you're just asking the wrong women.

I am proud to say that I was never like that and never looked down on anyone.. well except for those who acted like assholes. And there are a lot of women who think like me than those who think they're a fuckin' goddess.

If I was that girl in Junior High, I would have danced with you at least one time. So stop blaming yourself for something that isn't in your control. Some people are just assholes and that will never change.
 
Back
Top