"The color of the pen, I hold in my hand, is Rrrrrrrrr...."
The meetup was supposed to be at the cafe in the Virgin Megastore at Times Square. Normally I wouldn't be caught dead around that area unless I was looking for a hard to get album or some sort of import single. The place is a tourist trap. Congested sidewalks, slow walking, slack-jawed out-of-towners that just make you wanna pull your hair out. I get the store a little before 2pm, make my way towards the cafe. No signs or banners on a table, no groups of people in a corner. I figure I got there a bit early so I find a stool along a long table and a waitress comes up to me demanding I order something! I don't drink coffee or tea, so I didn't know what to say. I asked for hot chocolate (Even though today was kinda warm) and I got a face, they didn't serve hot chocolate. I then lied and said I was waiting to meet a blind date, she told me to either order something or wait in another part of the store outside of the cafe. I ordered a 4.95 blueberry muffin and waited 20 minutes while the Extra from the movie "Clueless" watched me like a hawk. I took one last look around and then left.
There was another meetup at 3pm that I considered for backup. It was at the skyline Diner on 34th street. This meetup were for Comic Book fans. I haven't collected comic books since the 90's I have a pretty impressive collection that I've been trying to sell for quite awhile. I wasn't too excited on this meetup though, I have chickened out a few times for no particular reason due to my social awarkness. I'm just scared of meeting new people thinking I won't fit in. Bjork fans are one thing, but Comic Books...I'm just out of touch. In a way, I probably knew that no one was going to show up for the Bjork meetup, and that's why I tried to go. As I arrived near the diner, my feet started to get lead in them. I got pretty close to the door...and then turned and kept walking by like some "Runaway Bride"! I stopped behind a mailbox and just stared at the entrance for a few minutes. Willing myself to walk in, my legs just couldn't do it. When I RSVP the meeting, I should of left a message saying "I'll be the guy hiding behind the green mailbox down the street!", yeah I'll do that the next time there's a meetup there.
After realizing that I wasn't going in the diner, I walked around to 34th Street and 7th Avenue. I can't believe what a wimp I am. It's almost hard to believe what I did the last time I was around this area. So, walking around and enjoying the nice weather had me wishing I brought my digital camera with me, today. I headed back uptown around 5 and chilled the rest of the evening. I wish I had the nerve to start my own meetup group. One for moby fans, maybe, or something else that'll help me meet new cool people I can relate to. But seriously, what are the odds of that!!?!?!
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At 6:17 PM, kimmyk said…
Here's what to order next time you're in that situation.
Vanilla/Carmel latte. With whip cream! Holy dyin are those good!! I always get decaf cause I'm a hyper person anyways...no sense adding fuel to the fire ya know what I'm sayin? As far as making a meet up group? What's stoppin ya? If you move home with you momma mia you're gonna need something to get ya out of the house!
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