. . . . . entries for 7.8.05 . . . . .
It's about twenty of midnight and I just got home. My flight was delayed. (Damn Chicago weather.) I had a funny little conversation with a college-aged guy from the southern reaches of the country (several actual locations - I got the impression his parents had split or something) consisting mostly of small talk, almost definitely begun for the purpose of getting my number. At one point in this conversation, he asked my age. This is the approximate dialogue having to do with this topic. Imagine a vaguely southern-accented, slightly mumbly young male's voice for the guy's lines.
Guy, whose name I've already forgotten: So how old are you?
Me: . . . guess.
Guy: *pauses for a while* . . . hm. . . I'd have to say. . . 22?
Me: . . . well, you almost got my sister's age. She's almost nine years older than me. I'm sixteen.
Guy: Whoa, how does that work? (He said "how does that work" several times in the course of the conversation. I think I perplexed him.)
Me: Eeh. Lots of people think I look older than I am.
Guy: Does your sister look older too?
Me: No, just me. People think we're two or three years apart. It's weird. (I said "it's weird" several times in the course of the conversation. I felt it was justified, since he seemed to be a more-or-less normal human being. Now *that* is weird.)
Guy: So I guess you wouldn't have much trouble getting a fake ID, then.
Me: . . . what?
Guy: You'd be able to get a fake ID easy.
Me: Ah. . . I'd never use one.
It kinda got worse from there. Before this exchange, the talk between us was limited and kinda forced; afterwards, though, he seemed to make a conscious effort to seem interested in who I was as a person in spite of the fact that I was much younger than he originally thought. This is what we call "a guy trying not to seem like a lecherous asshole." Ha!
...And maybe Charlie can live, since his bad sense of sister-devouring humor is likely derived from psychological damage induced by objectification by chest-starers.
: August 09, 2005 11:50 AMcome home?
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