Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sequins and My Bad Attitude


Have you ever bitten down on a piece of aluminum foil? There’s this flash of shock when you realize something isn’t right almost the exact moment your teeth hit it. The scrape of foil against the side of your tongue, the metallic taste and the influx of saliva and slight ache from the back of your front teeth, a sudden pitch in your stomach and the sound, this foreign crunch and crackle; it’s a jolt.
But it’s just a bit of foil.
Your body’s reaction to it is sort of ridiculous. Chances are you’ve bitten down on foil before. No harm usually comes from it.
But your reaction (or at least my reaction), always seems to be the same.
Brave Guy 8 canceled on me- he isn’t feeling well. It’s happened before- one other time with him, but more importantly, it’s happened with other guys I’ve dated.
My reaction is always (at least at this early and somewhat casual stage of the game), the same- I forget about previous experiences, great past dates, fun conversations...
There is slight ache from the back of my front teeth… a sudden pitch in my stomach…
Leading smoothly into a toss of the hair, the raise of an eyebrow, pursed lips, and the astounding ability to look down my nose even the tallest of men…
Then a very terse “Umm… Seriously?”.
Can you feel the sarcasm dripping off those two little words like acid?
I’ve never considered myself high maintenance but in a moment like this my inner diva comes on so fast it would make Diana Ross jealous.
Frankly, even though I try to tamper it, even though I know it's a total over reaction- it’s gotten me into trouble more times than I’d like to admit.
A harmless scrape of foil against the side of my tongue…
My own bit of aluminum foil in the teeth…

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