March 23rd, 2009 4:13 pm |
My trip to Chicago so far has been pretty good as far as my “business” trip has been concerned. I have been having a blast at the International Home and Housewares Show. But as far as meeting people in my old hometown, it has been a bust. There is one person whom I have been following on the net for quite sometime now. I don’t think I have ever hinted at anything more than just wanting to get to know him, but maybe my approach was wrong. I know I never hinted at anything of a sexual nature. Here is one thing I think many don’t know:
I very much dislike having conversations over email or instant messenger. I would much rather have a phone conversation or or meet in person. Emails and IMs are so cold. I can’t hear inflections, I can’t hear sarcasm – I can’t hear a smile. No amount of symbols on a screen cane make up for the real emotion in a voice.
My communications with this person has been via email and IMs and has never moved forward beyond that. In fact I carried a 13 piece email conversation with him no less than 36 hours ago. Very frustrating. I really wanted to meet some people in this city to get to know and maybe even find someone who would be willing to show me around town from their eyes and not the eyes of a tourist. I wanted to get to know them and how they lived in this great city. Yeah, sex can be fun, it always is, but I would have been very happy with some witty banter, some wine and a couple of good laughs. No such luck.
I mentioned to this person that guys here in Chicago seem disinterested, but in reality it’s no different than back home in California. People don’t want to talk on those social sites. They rack up points in their heads as to how many friends they can list on their page and to see how many compliments they can get from others. Does this person here in Chicago think I’m such a schmuck that I can’t even meet to say hello? Maybe it’s my fault for not being right out there and asking him out. But I couldn’t. I was too insecure in myself that I would rather not ask, than be rejected.
Shame on me.
So for me, on this trip to the city I was born in, this definitely is the windy city. When you try to get to know someone, you seem to feel like you’re being blown off. I’ve always thought of myself as a caring, sensitive person that always put other people ahead of myself. Now I find myself questioning whether I am who I think I am or if I”m some ass coming across as wanting and terse.
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