tao1

do 'undateable' people exist? if so, how did I end up with the job? I sure don't remember volunteering. on my way home tonight I got to thinking about the small number of people who still hold out hope for me. the first one I thought of was my mom. that makes sense. she's my mom after all, so the desire to see all her children go get married and have kids is probably imprinted deep within her psyche. after that, I drew a blank for a while. then I realized the existence of another -- Wong. Wong is a waiter at the chinese resturant I frequent. whenever I go for chinese food, he's always there. he always says, "just one? where's your girlfriend?" then, when I shake my head and chuckle at his ridiculous question, he tells me that I must be too picky or something. he always seats me in the same area, he knows that I'm going to have the buffet, and what I want to drink. I come back from the buffet, plate filled with the same items every time, to my waiting drink, and proceed to eat. he never lets my drink get empty, he chides me for not trying different things. he'll bring me a small bowl with a few random items in it and plead with me to try them. I finish eating, he admonishes me for not eating as much as he thinks I should, brings me my check and fortune cookie, tells me "go find a girlfriend this week and bring her with you," and says goodbye. he *always* asks me that opening question though, and he never asks it in a way that would indicate he already knows the answer. he seems genuinely shocked every time when I shake my head.

and so, I raise a glass in toast to those who still hold out hope: mom and Wong - one blinded by maternal instinct, the other blinded by not knowing me well enough.