So the other night I was taking in a show at a local comedy club with some buddies of mine: a few were performing and others were just there to watch and laugh like I was. The night was off to a good start when shortly before the show walk in not one, not two, but three of my former cases of oneitis. Not that surprising to see one of them as I met them all through some of these guys but three of them at once, plus one whom I hadn't seen in months and who had been the worst case?
And the thing that had made me realize how much I had grown? That I just didn't give a damn about them all being there. Didn't care if they were all checking me out (I was debuting my new look as well, finally embraced my impending baldness and shaved it all off.) Didn't care that the one whom I hadn't seen in so long came and grabbed a seat at the table next to the one me and the guys had chosen or that the other two were sitting right ahead of us. I was having an awesome night with my friends and these chicks were having no ill effect on it at all.
And the thing that had made me realize how much I had grown? That I just didn't give a damn about them all being there. Didn't care if they were all checking me out (I was debuting my new look as well, finally embraced my impending baldness and shaved it all off.) Didn't care that the one whom I hadn't seen in so long came and grabbed a seat at the table next to the one me and the guys had chosen or that the other two were sitting right ahead of us. I was having an awesome night with my friends and these chicks were having no ill effect on it at all.