I caught the emos again.
November 19th, 2008 by sarah
You know how you visualize how you’re going to respond when “that thing” happens? The way you’re going to be radiant and brilliant and you’re going to know exactly what to say and you’re going to have all the perfect witty retorts right there in your back pocket waiting for you?
Horseshit. Great big load of horseshit.
So, I ran into somebody today quite by surprise while doing my lunch-hour shopping. I wasn’t witty. I’m pretty sure that my lack of eye contact, my stuttering, and my oh-so-stupid responses convinced that somebody and his new spouse that I might just have gotten stupider in the past 10 years, or at the very least, developed a fairly complex and varied recreational drug habit.
I also rather brilliantly handed over my email address. When asked later why I didn’t just say “no offense, but I’d rather not talk to you”, I really had no answer. I just don’t do that. And even though Sabine said “when you get the email, just pretend you’re a flake and don’t respond”, we all know that I probably won’t do that either. Because I just don’t do that.
*sigh*. If any of you are wondering why you didn’t find the Stupid Girl card in your deck this morning, now you know why. It got dealt to me.
Yeah, I’m still trying to figure out how to respond to the ex who’s friended me on Facebook. Sometimes there aren’t good wordsets to use.
Yeah… I’m pretty sure if I ever run into my ex and his new wife, it’s not gonna go well. Granted, that could be because I’m tongue tied OR I’m too tweaked to speak. Not sure which way it would go. ha..ha.ha..
Wait, women give out their email address or phone number (or alternately fake ones) and then intentionally flake so as to give a signal they’re not interested? Get *OUT*. Impossible!
You *could* always pretend like the email got caught in your spam filter and just delete it. Don’t even need to respond, much less ateempt wittiness and radiance under pressure