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Jun 01, 2011 13:18

Back in high school, Channy and I had this ridiculous little routine that we would occasionally act out in our creative writing class, where everyone would politely ignore how incredibly weird we were. The initiator would take a glove and throw it at the other (with my circulation being what it was, we usually had gloves on hand *har*), and in an outrageous psuedo-french accent, proclaim, "I CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!" The other, in an equally ridiculous accent, would retort, "I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE!"  The initiator would then exclaim, "SACREBLEU!" and we'd position ourselves for battle. After a moment of sizing each other up, we'd start doing fake martial arts moves at each other.

And everyone just politely ignored how incredibly weird we were.

Lately I've become sick of talking to people online (specifically, OKCupid. Don't ever join, they suck). Someone approaches me with the request for intellectual discussion, I respond and say something that goes way over their head, and they try to pull back into small talk. Being a somewhat attractive female, my only guess is that they were trying to stroke my ego in hopes of scoring sexual favors, but then they had the horrible realizations that A) I'm not that kind of girl, and B) I'm WAY smarter than them, and so they trip over themselves in their attempts to get away.

So I've started up a routine that I enact out with the occasional person. I tell them, "I overwhelm people," and they reply, "Try me." And in my head, in that ridiculous french accent, I hear myself saying, "I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE!" So far, no one has survived.

I haven't even had to pull out the really heavy stuff yet.

I'm beginning to understand why I had only one friend in high school, and why everyone else pretended that I didn't exist. In this happy homogenous world, I am the one who is different; and I don't bother trying to hide it.

on the rise

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