Being social

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So I’ve had an old friend get in touch and want to meet up for dinner.

~blank stares~

Okay, its fine, really. I’ve known this person for like, 20 years. Every year, just once, if at all, we get together, have dinner, and that’s the end of it for another year or so.

It doesn’t make it any less awkward.

I must make sure I never wear white, for I will drop a big greasy brightly colored piece of food on myself. I must watch how much I drink if alcohol is involved.

I must act like a people.

I must adult.

I must shove the true weirdo deep within it cage and feed it quirky puns all evening.

Its one thing to go to the coffee shop and speak with other regulars…our conversations last maybe 15 minutes, tops.

Oh, and I have to be ‘pretty’ tonight. Since I got all my hair cut off, that is going to be a challenge. I am going to dress nice, as opposed to one of my weird meme type t shirts and shorts and shoes with neon colored laces. I am currently debated on a dress or pants with boots. I hate both options, but personing is hard, and tough decisions must be made.

Oh, and this person is a male. A guy. A dude. Known him forever, doesn’t make me any less Super Awkward Girl.

I am still weighing those option on what to wear…if I wear a dress or skirt, there is that constant reminder to ‘sit like  a lady’. Grah.

And while I may look like a smexy bitch with make-up on, I feel like a painted whore. I hate the stuff.

Then there is the whole social etiquette things. ~nearly screams~

Hopefully things go smooth and my next post isn’t a story telling you all what a ginormous arse I’ve made of myself.

See you later, darlings.

3 comments on “Being social

  1. brittabottle says:

    “I must act like a people.”

    Oh my goodness, I love this. It rings all too true sometimes. When I just want to hermit but I can’t.

    Good luck with your peopling, Zoe!

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