Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Dating in NYC

I had a dream where I was on a date in NYC.  We went to a normal lightweight restaurant, were taken to a big booth, but there was someone already sitting there, so we were then given a tiny table in a bad spot.  Then we made small talk, and I wondered to myself why I am so bad at dating small talk.

Then some high school friends showed up.  I saw them as they were walking in/by, and was trying to decide whether to shout out to them or not, when one of them saw me, and they all came over.

Then I realized I had forgotten my date's name, so I did the old "pretend you can't talk because you have food in your mouth" thing, and let her introduce herself to them.  [I am horrible with names, sometimes forgetting them within seconds of learning them, and often fail miserably at introducing people.]

Then my date...turned black.  Which is especially odd, since I don't generally find black women sexually attractive.

Then some of my high school friends...turned black.  Well, my friends didn't actually turn black, but a number of new, black friends showed up.  Except that I had very, very few black schoolmates in high school.

Then my phone rang, and it was my boss.  I remember being very scared about this, since he doesn't normally call me on weekends, or whenever this date was taking place.  But it turned out he was asking me to come back because of some medical related stuff.

Then I woke up.

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