I'm having a really hard time writing my paper for my history course. Call me crazy, but I just fail to see the importance of comparing ancient Greek civilization with Roman civilization. Now I know I'll sure feel like a fool if the time comes in a job interview and I am asked this exact question, but for the time being I just don't see the relevance in it. The jig is up, I got a job.
On another note I think my neighbor just asked me out to dinner. Ugh, now I'm going to have to be Jenny Awkward and take new routes to the work out center and mail boxes. He asked me to go on a "dog walk" with him a few days ago when I had Izzy here with me. I politely declined. And then he rang my doorbell yesterday and I hid. God I hope he doesn't read this. But I did the whole, peak out the window thing and then crouch on the floor thing. I hate doing this, not that I do it a lot... But when someone is at my door and I want to pretend I am not home (considering my car is parked literally five feet from my front door) I get all nervous that suddenly the person I am hiding from can like see through two story window somehow. I literally layed down on the floor for about five minutes. And even then when I finally got up I looked all around cautiously, like maybe there were cameras in my house. Weird I know, but I bet you've probably done it too. Like when someone calls and you don't answer but then you get all nervous that maybe they can see you. I especially get all anxious if I'm driving and I screen, like shit maybe they just saw me driving and that's why they called, or mabey even worse they're behind me and saw me pick up my phone and set it down. Being sketchy is hard to do. But back to the whole dinner date, I was sitting out on my patio trying to write my paper with head phones in and I see him walk by out of the corner of me eye, I didn't look up just because I didn't want to stupid chit chat. And then he walks by again. And one more time. Finally, I nod and smile. I hear him say my name, but I pretend my music is on and don't respond. I'm terrible I know. But if you can imagine at this point Im getting uncomfortably hot and not ready for the awkward social interaction I can feel is coming on. He says my name louder, and I take out my earphones. At which point he said,
"Do you want to try out your food critic skills?"
He had previously asked why I am frequently wearing a chefs coat. To which I told him my job and that I would love to get my culinary degree to someday be a critic. Anyway,
"What do you mean?" I stupidly respond.
"Do you want to go out to dinner?"
Shit, hell, shit. I go into panic mode this is exactly what I hoped to avoid.
"No, not really."
Man Im evil. But seriously I don't think its appropriate, like dinner is a date.
I can see I transferred some of the awkward energy to him, so he says,
"Oh, Okay. See ya." and walks away. I feel bad, but I wasn't rude, I was just casual, and I guess it probably shocked him because I didn't even debate my "no, not really" answer, I just said it.
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