Thursday, January 10, 2008
Horse Blinds
I consider myself a smart person, so the times when I overlook something so minute, I just scratch my head in awe.
Back in high school, I worked at a fast food restaurant. While there, I developed a substantial crush on a certain girl and went out of my way to befriend her. It worked and we became close. Another girl that worked there, Angela, was a good friend of the certain girl. Angela and I enjoyed each other's company and sometimes I would work late only because Angela was as well.
When I first found myself deep in confusion and frustration over the certain girl, I called Angela, hoping for some insight. We ended up talking for a long time that night, partially about the certain girl and partially about nothing at all. We exchanged a lot of emotion, not only just my moping about girls but also her moping about boys. Towards the end of the conversation, Angela told me that she used to have a crush on me. I dismissed this as the past tense and it passed from my mind quickly because I was still infatuated with that other girl.
After that talk, Angela and I became much closer than before. We talked a lot more at work, I drove her home when she didn't have another ride, and on a few occasions when I saw her walking on the street, I'd pull over and pick her up. We got along just that well.
One night at work, I overheard that she was quitting and that this was our last shift together. I asked her why she hadn't told me and she said that she couldn't work there any more. She also added that I shouldn't pick her up if I ever see her walking home. I didn't understand as she walked away and it wasn't until years later, long after high school and long after I was devastated by that certain girl, that I figured it out. I realized that when you're focused on the wrong thing it's easy to miss the right thing.
Friendships don't work if it's not perfectly platonic and sometimes it's easier to avoid the person than it is to not want them. ¶ 8:04 PM
Back in high school, I worked at a fast food restaurant. While there, I developed a substantial crush on a certain girl and went out of my way to befriend her. It worked and we became close. Another girl that worked there, Angela, was a good friend of the certain girl. Angela and I enjoyed each other's company and sometimes I would work late only because Angela was as well.
When I first found myself deep in confusion and frustration over the certain girl, I called Angela, hoping for some insight. We ended up talking for a long time that night, partially about the certain girl and partially about nothing at all. We exchanged a lot of emotion, not only just my moping about girls but also her moping about boys. Towards the end of the conversation, Angela told me that she used to have a crush on me. I dismissed this as the past tense and it passed from my mind quickly because I was still infatuated with that other girl.
After that talk, Angela and I became much closer than before. We talked a lot more at work, I drove her home when she didn't have another ride, and on a few occasions when I saw her walking on the street, I'd pull over and pick her up. We got along just that well.
One night at work, I overheard that she was quitting and that this was our last shift together. I asked her why she hadn't told me and she said that she couldn't work there any more. She also added that I shouldn't pick her up if I ever see her walking home. I didn't understand as she walked away and it wasn't until years later, long after high school and long after I was devastated by that certain girl, that I figured it out. I realized that when you're focused on the wrong thing it's easy to miss the right thing.
Friendships don't work if it's not perfectly platonic and sometimes it's easier to avoid the person than it is to not want them. ¶ 8:04 PM
