In that same English class where I read every day there was a girl
that I had not ever noticed before in the previous two years of going
to school with her. I cannot fathom how I had over looked her because
she had a superb ratio to all of her secondary sex characteristics.
Maybe she had become more womanly over the summer or I had just never
had a class with her but it was like she was a new girl who had
suddenly become objectifiable. She sat two seats in front of me with
only a rather soft and effeminate young man between us. He was either
bedeviled with less testosterone or was just more classy but he
derived no pleasure from watching her come or go. A couple of times
he would catch me in a longer than polite glance and scold me. I
worked out a transition to a seat without her guardian in the way and
thought I would strike up a little chance to demonstrate my charm. I
tried but she was absolutely uninterested. Excuse me young lady but
did you notice how very clever I am? Well? Laugh, dangit, this is my
only power of persuasion. She found me in no wise interesting and I
started to notice she wasn't that cute after all. Some other guys
were still susceptible to her prima facia charms
but they were not privy to her dark secret – she had no sense of
humor and she had terrible taste in me, I mean men. I abandoned the
effort as unfruitful but I did eventually go on a date with her, I
didn't take her but I was on a group date with my friend who had
asked her out. In an assessment that I can honestly tell you is not
tainted by sour grapes in the least - she was a bratty, boring and
mean which by the end of the night had gotten on everyone nerves. I
think we were all happy when she claimed she needed to be home early
and we scrambled to oblige. It was a hard lesson for me, I had been
betrayed by the deepest part of my brain that tells me to pursue a
woman who is shaped a certain way while the top part of my brain was
not impressed at all. I was somewhat disappointed to learn that I was
unable to objectify women and that I was more attracted to
intelligence and personality then hip-to-breast ratio. Stupid brain.
