Fly or Die?

fly or die

Friday, September 03, 2004
Fear factor "This Saturday?" I say to June over the phone. She wants Matt and I to double date with her and Blue. The usual - dinner, movie. "Are you sure? Don't you want to spend some time alone getting to know him?" I ask. "What if we have totally nothing in common? What if he bores me to tears or don't get my jokes. I need a security blanket." Blue is one of her matches. He called a few days ago and asked her out. She was smart enough to make it a group date. June, she always was the smarter of us two. "I haven't been on a date for like years. My insides are all raw. I think I'm gonna get an ulcer and die." "Chill, woman. You'll be fab. He's cool with us going?" "Yeah, that's what he said. Please come, it'll take the pressure off." "Probably safer too. He could be the reincarnation of Ted Bundy for all you know." "Oh, shuddup. You're such a meanie." "That's why you love me," I laugh. June scored perfectly in the whole Speed Dating endeavour. She ticked 8 yes-es and had all 8 matches. The organiser emailed her the contacts and she immediately called me to announce the score. "Call them! Call them!" I practically screamed. "I can't. I'm scared shit. If I call them, it will have consequences," she said. The courage she mustered to go for the Speed Dating session wasn't brought forward to Phase 2. So much for her transformation into a Get-Your-Own-Meat-Woman. "Eh, it could be a good thing ... some hunky fella to snuggle with, tattoo your name on his butt?" I try to do the sell. "I can't. Aaargh!" At times like these I feel like a bloke. Meaning, I don't dig women. She wants something so bad, yet she turns into the biggest roadblock standing in the way of the very thing she craves. Could it stem from fear? Fear that if she tries, she may fail? So she folds her arms and not try, so that she'll never have to fail. And comfort herself that she was this close to succeeding. Thankfully, the guys have more ... ahem ... balls. So far 5 have called. And she has dates lined up till month end. So perhaps, things might just work out despite herself. I should know, I'm just as guilty. :) Pencil chewed at 6:05:00 pm //
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