Ahh Carnival weekend. It was fun - I got to catch up on a lot of things that I haven't done in a long time (Deus Ex, how I have missed thee).
I went to dinner with my guyfriends from the dungeon on Saturday. I hadn't realized until I walked down that it had been quite a while - perhaps 2 weeks? since I had visited. Dinner was fun, listening to the guys argue and me being the only girl there was pretty cool. I just find it so amusing when one of them goes, "Shut up, stupid. There's a lady present!" Me? Lady? Perish the thought.
One thing that made me a bit sad was this: in the booth, I sat at a spot where I could very clearly see the booth next to us, which was also filled with guys. At one point, a long legged girl with really short shorts and a really tight shirt whisked on by, busily chatting on her cell phone. What happens? All the guys, the ones in my booth and the ones next door, turned their heads and ogled her. While it's amusing to see this primitive side of man in action, it's a little sad to think that I'll never get that sort of reaction. In any case, this struck up a conversation where a friend informed me in all seriousness about how guys rate girls on scales - bangability, hotness and cuteness. He said that while she is gorgeous and a 10 on hotness, she'd be sort of lower on cuteness and bangability (I suppose that this lower rating is because she seems unapproachable.).
I thought about it some more later though. Does this mean that being cute is better than being hot? I suppose that while it's nice to be glorified from a distance, sometimes it'd be nicer to have guys want to be close to you and not be afraid to say it. I think life would be lonelier if I was actually "hot."
No comments:
Post a Comment