An Irishwoman, a Welshwoman, and an Englishman walked into a restaurant.
We had a conversation about half way through our time there, which was pretty much dedicated to talking about me. As I mentioned in a previous entry, I rarely allow myself much credit emotionally, and they said only nice things, so it made me feel nice inside. I think they got off on seeing me blush too, but I'm okay with that.
They said a couple of things that are kinda interesting as well as nicefeeling. It's interesting to know how you are perceived through the eyes of others.
The Welshwoman said she thought I was attractive. There may have been a 'very' in there somewhere. A Northerner told me something similar a couple of weeks ago. Makes me happy, but I don't have much to say about it.
The Irishwoman said that there was a subtlety to my personality. That, at first, I seem to be a genteel, intelligent, guy, but as you get to know me you start to see a... wickedness. Which is an odd turn of phrase, but she said it with a smile so I doubt she dislikes it too much.
She also said that she can usually 'figure out' everyone, but she can't figure out me. Which I guess makes me enigmatic. This secretly pleases me. I know it shouldn't, but it does.
I think I'm going to ask her whether she thinks I am a strong person or a fragile person. Should be interesting to see what she says.
I bought a new hat today. Would you like to see?
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