After class I meandered my half-asleep body over to Roth food court for a sub. Turkey with provalone cheese, lettuce, tomato, onion, olives, and mayo on whole wheat bread. I have a tendency to repeatedly order the same thing for a stretch of time until I become so sick of my own routine that I abandon it forever. Today is day three of this particular sandwich.
I started out eating alone.
I know a lot of people who find this frightening, or awkward, or that are just plain too insecure to do so and I don't understand why. Then again, I know people who go see movies in theaters alone and this is something that I would never think of doing. So what is it about these places that makes us feel like we need to have someone by our side? It's not as if being in a dark room surrounded by strangers, with all attention focused on the giant screen you payed ten dollars to come and look at is really the ideal time for conversation. Likewise, stuffing your face with food and diet pepsi in a college cafeteria isn't really an imtimate setting. I think it's a relfection of our own insecurities. What places make us feel comfortable and which do not.
More to come on this when I decide to post a general introduction of myself later today.
Back to the lunch table.
While I was sitting there alone eating my turkey sub and drinking my root beer , I saw a couple of my friends walk in my direction and call out a "what's up!". They, of course, came over to join me (probably feeling obligated at this point) and conversation began. They are people I see quite a bit of, so no small talk was really necessary which I liked, and I began to realize as I was sitting there that neither of these people really knew me well at all. Sure we've had plenty of interactions, partied, and lived on the same floor, but really they knew nothing about me personally. They began to ask me about my post-graduation plans (my least favorite thing to talk about at this moment in time) and I mentioned my plan to take a year off of schooling to live life and take neccessary steps to achieving my ultimate goals (again, more on this later). After I spilled my heart out and we shared some laughs, one of my friends leaned back in his chair, pointed his finger at me, and said "You know what? I think that no matter what you do in life, you'll make it fun".
I don't think he realized how wonderful it was to hear that.
Friday, January 30, 2009
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GREAT START!
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