the case of the drunken old-head.

i have a big problem with approaching people.. or even asking people questions that i would potentially dislike the answer to. i wouldnt ask anyone "do you like this picture of me?" or "don't you agree that i'm the best person you've ever met?" because i don't want to hear the possible no.

maybe thats not how life should be but that is how i am.

my homies were out smoking while we were at the irish pub tonight.. and a guy comes up to me to tell me how amazingly beautiful he thought i was.. i said "uhh, thanks" because i didn't particularly want to talk to him. granted i was alone.. but i'd rather occupy my time with re-reading my text messages, thinking up fantastical situations, or staring at my PBR than talking to old-head stranger dudes.

he asked me if he could by me a drink.. which is equivalent to asking me to say yes.. so i said yes, and had a shot so i wouldn't have to deal with him for too long for an actual drink.

my hombres came back in and old head continued staring at me.. since i decided i'd leave the bar at 11:30 i wrapped things up and peaced out.. i gave my brother a call and talked to him for a while about relevant current events. (see: baseball)

homeboy got on my bus, and sat right in front of me. stared at me while i was on the phone.. waited for me to get off then asked me if i'd like to get a drink some time again at the ipub.

that brings me to my point of this blog..

do men factor in WHO they are talking to? or if they person would potentially.. REALISTICALLY be interested in them? supposed i was as amazingly beautiful as you said.. do you think that i am waiting to meet the right 50 something yr old drunken man at the irish pub?

i'd love to ask them about that.. the same way that i'd like to ask homeless people how they became homeless.

but i'm sure both of those inquiries would result in me having a relatively punched face, with potential chances of having my block knocked off.


i guess you never know what you can get unless you try..