October 22nd, 2008
So, this last weekend, nyankoframe came out to visit.
The important part was going to a CoX dinner with him. Across the way from us was this gal who ordered sake. She knew it was more than she wanted to drink, so she offered it to the table. The two of us started yammering and she poured me some. nyankoframe tapped me and whispered at me that he'd like some too. I said -- without whispering -- "just ask her!", but he was too shy.
The gal -- whose name I don't remember now -- asked what he wanted to ask. nyankoframe just blushed, so I said "Umm -- well. This is kinda delicate, but my friend wants me to ask a question for him."
"Are you single?"
She laughed and said she wasn't. I took the reins of conversation again:
"Is it a good relationship?"
"Yes, it really is."
"Do you tell him everything? Because what he doesn't know..."
"Yes, I do."
Sensing nyankoframe's anxiety to put this line of questioning at an end, I pressed the advantage before he could get a word in edgewise.
"Are you poly?"
She laughed and said she wasn't, but she was flattered.
Having been sufficiently embarrassed, nyankoframe sheepishly said that he didn't want to ask those things, but just wanted to ask for some sake.
Remarkably good strategy for dealing with shy people. I'm glad I had the foresight to implement it.
|Date:||October 23rd, 2008 04:52 am (UTC)|| |
And that sort of inability to judge when you're being amusing and when you're just being annoying is why many of us are so reluctant to hang around with you but do so to do polite anyways.
|Date:||October 23rd, 2008 05:32 am (UTC)|| |
And that's why you aren't a real friend of mine.
By the way -- LJ logs IP addresses. It really wasn't hard to figure out who you are. 8D
|Date:||October 23rd, 2008 05:42 am (UTC)|| |
I would be interested in knowing who you think I am. Please feel free to expose my identity in public!
|Date:||October 23rd, 2008 07:17 am (UTC)|| |
I'm sure you would, but that's not the way I play this game.
See -- you posted anonymously in the hopes of playing on my insecurities. You figured that if I didn't know who you were, then I'd be forced to wonder who you were and be tremendously paranoid about who is my friend and who isn't.
I've told you that I know who you are and given you reason to believe that I do. This forces you to wonder whether or not I'm being truthful in saying that I know who you are and that you aren't a real friend of mine.
Now, if I told you who I think you are, then you'd know for certain.
No. I'm going to force you to wonder. And for an added frisson, I'm not going to reply back to you 8)