My boss is really good looking. I mean, hooooot. I went to a business lunch with him yesterday, and these lanky model-looking types kept hugging him hello. He looks like an Indian version of Joey from Friends- the winningest smile you’ve ever seen. The woman we had to meet for lunch blushed nearly crimson when she saw him. She was about 35, but blushing like a teenager.
I don’t blush, but my ears go red. Not when I see my boss, but if I am embarrassed. I also get occasional pimples. Really, isn’t that supposed to pass when you are twenty years out of school?
I sometimes envy teenagers their confidence- here I am, 38, and hating social situations. Where did the swagger go? I had it, once, but now I know better- circumstances and fears can rob you of who you think you are, and condemn you to the shadows.
If I met any of you, my ears would definitely redden, and I would make a series of manic jokes to distract you from my discomfort.
Am I the only person who suffers embarrassment like a teenager, but lacks the spirit to project confidence? How are you with social situations?
I don’t blush, but my ears go red. Not when I see my boss, but if I am embarrassed. I also get occasional pimples. Really, isn’t that supposed to pass when you are twenty years out of school?
I sometimes envy teenagers their confidence- here I am, 38, and hating social situations. Where did the swagger go? I had it, once, but now I know better- circumstances and fears can rob you of who you think you are, and condemn you to the shadows.
If I met any of you, my ears would definitely redden, and I would make a series of manic jokes to distract you from my discomfort.
Am I the only person who suffers embarrassment like a teenager, but lacks the spirit to project confidence? How are you with social situations?
Dude! I did not see red ears when we met you!??!?
ReplyDeleteAnd I wish I'd had the confidence I have now when I was at school...
@angel: You did not! But it was like 35 degrees, so most of me was red.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had the holidays I had at school.
I find a nice friendly scowl puts everyone at ease.
ReplyDelete@Kyk: Or feigning Tourettes. I love to BASTARD do that.
ReplyDeleteI avoid them like the plague, and if caught in one, never stop talking about myself. Which makes it easier, in the future, to avoid the social situations.
ReplyDelete@Briane P: Your verbosity is what attracts me to your blog :-)
ReplyDeleteI get more and more awkward every day. It's not usually embarrassment, but more: "Should I have said that? Now what do I do? Is it my turn to talk? Oh no! Now what?" etc. etc.
ReplyDelete@Betsy Soukup: Overthinking is my speciality! By the time I am 80, I'll be immobilsed by social fears.
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