RE: Double Dipping |
05-31-2010 5:30 PM
By the way, I took your advice and others and decided to keep it simple for a small gathering I was invited to yesterday. I used an EOE mix I made last year and Shine2x and I think I did 1/2 spray of 138 on the back of my neck before I thought less is better. Unfortunately, the host invited this "really nice guy" that she wanted me to meet. When my mother and I get there everyone is outside sitting around the table. There are only about 4 others there. It was really hot and I thought I looked a hot mess when we got there(Lots of makeup powder and sweat is not pretty.IMO) But after about 5 minutes people are complimenting me. Introductions are made and when I get to the "Really Nice Guy"-RNG I shake his hand. It's less than a wimpy handshake. The host is asking him if she did a good job. I tell her to stop that.I end up moving from chair to chair looking for the coolest spot and somehow end up next to RNG. I am talking to my mom. I look to my side because I noticed he stopped talking abruptly and he says very softly like he is TRYING to be sexy, “So how are you doin?" I said fine thought that was weird and went inside to get water. I thought alcohol would just make the heat worse. Somehow once in the house he ended up sitting by me. Well, HYDE is now sitting by me. He started talking (way too slow I might add) in a real boring sort of way. He was acting like he was really saying something profound and people actually gave a shit. I do not know what the hell he was talking about. (That is how I felt.) Another guy showed up, much older w/o his wife who decided not to come like I should have. He said hello and sat down too. More Blah, blah, blah from RNG. RNG reaches just in front of me enough to be bumping me to take my mother's hand and talk to her like he is...heck, I don't know, saying something important? I try to make conversation but notice that everyone is sort of talking over me. No sort of to it, they are talking over me; not really paying too much attention to what I am saying. Now that I think about it, mainly the men and especially RNG. I am not used to that nor I realize do I like it, so I go into the living room because even though RNG will not shut the hell up, he speaks very soft and way too slow so no point in me being there. Here his soft, slow talking ass comes not too long after. He sits across from me and I notice he is talking to me like some little young thing that knows nothing. He is violating my personal space, touching my knee like it is a necessary part of the conversation, laughing at God knows what, then stops like he is contemplating this profound thought only to say absolutely nothing worth the oxygen. If he had been paying attention he would have seen that I was very familiar with a lot of the boring crap he was talking about. At one point I asked him a question and he actually looked shocked I knew enough about it to ask. He is telling me what I should do for my yard, talking about his banking, his job, that I SHOULD by a riding mower.(WTF?) I get up to go into another room and he takes my hand and holds it so I do not go. I tell him not to that, I do not like it. He apologizes and said something; what I do not know...on my way out of the room. I am wondering why I am not getting as pissed as I would be, only very bothered, unimpressed and sort of grossed out. I enter the kitchen and old guy I thought was normal is giving me this half cocked weird smile. I must have had an odd look on my face or the air stopped because everyone stops and looks to see what I am looking at and the old fossil changes his expression back to normal. The host is sporadically asking me what I think of RNG and then asking him did she do good. I know it should be well but she said good. I tell her to stop that and by the third time say enough already, stop it. She looks at me and says really loud (she's loud), “WELL DOES HE HAVE A CHANCE??” I think I went into shock for moment. My This is emabarrasing-dar wanted to go off, should have gone off but instead I thought, "OMG, this is like a sitcom that could be funny if it was not you!" I didn’t even respond and look over at my mom, she has this smirk on her face. She rarely shows expressions of being happy but she is having a great time.
I like how everyone thought I looked pretty, though I did not look so hot; at least not as good as before I left my house. But something was off for me. Do you think some TAL or MX300 would make a difference? Even when I felt a little tickle of bitchiness inside, it just did not have the same oomph. Was it too much cops, the heat, what?