I Feel Out of Place In Everything, I Dont Belong Anywhere
I have been driving for Lyft (über' slightly more honest competitor) and it doesn't seem to do much for my self esteem. I have run into a few girls that end up being super friendly and flirty - but it ends up just causing me more pain in the end. You likely say "Why? I enjoy flirting with people, it makes me feel attractive..." Or something... Well, I just end up feeling like - pain in my chest - lol...
It's not like I'm dying or something, but I always feel the LOSS for the relationship that ISN'T THERE, despite my desire to have a really good and quality relationship with someone good.
Well - I do encounter some good girls in this line of work - however they are rarely, if ever, not attached already. When they are not attached - I feel that I am viewed as "less" than them, likely because I'm providing a service for money.
Well - so I get this one ride request from a guy last night - I forget his name. He worked at a local strip club - and I could tell he thought he was older than I am - despite only being 22 - he was an old looking 22 though, for sure (I am 34). I didn't mind him being mistaken about the age difference, since he was being kind and friendly. He asked me how my night was going - seeing as it was about 11pm. (I was surprised his shift ended at that time too, but apparently the bouncers do 11 to 11) I told him that I had tried to go to sleep and kept tossing and turning and decided to go earn some money. Partly true - I just left out the fact that I was tossing and turning because I was worried about being broke.
So - he mentioned "You should get out more! Go party!" (Like I said, 22)
I refrained from mentioning my age, just because I was more interested in what he had to say, than what I did.
I asked questions to keep him talking, and he told me about how working as a bouncer at the strip club is a nice job. It sounded an awful lot like he spins BS constantly at his job, going from town gossip to town gossip - but much of it was likely fact as well. He knew a lot about the other strip clubs and owners - things like that. He mentioned he was the guy that counts private dances and he makes sure everyone is following the law. After discussing this a bit more intricately, I discovered the law was less of the concern when compared to the preferences of the girl. Some girls don't mind being groped and either enjoy it, or feel it's worth putting up with it to get the additional tips. Who knows right?
Well - I just was kind of shocked. Here this kid was - literally, he was 10 years old when I was his age! Yet he clearly "looks" more like an adult. Sure, he looks like a greasy, slimy adult - but there he was. I don't exactly look great - I just don't know what to do with my appearance. I feel like I would really enjoy and benefit in the appearance department from "maturing" in my wardrobe - but the fact remains that I am very poor.
I love the way I feel in a suit - when it fits right and is all proper. However, it has been YEARS since I even wore one. I actually have not even purchased new clothes in a very long time - I buy clothes from the Thrift stores around here - Arc, or Goodwill...
I kind of felt like that was even a huge benefit to my wardrobe - I still can point at things I got when I was a teenager and living under my parents roof! In my defense, I bet my mother still has a thing or two in the freezer from a similar era; that should be discarded as well.
What can you do? Just continue feeling inadequate I guess.
It's not like I'm dying or something, but I always feel the LOSS for the relationship that ISN'T THERE, despite my desire to have a really good and quality relationship with someone good.
Well - I do encounter some good girls in this line of work - however they are rarely, if ever, not attached already. When they are not attached - I feel that I am viewed as "less" than them, likely because I'm providing a service for money.
Well - so I get this one ride request from a guy last night - I forget his name. He worked at a local strip club - and I could tell he thought he was older than I am - despite only being 22 - he was an old looking 22 though, for sure (I am 34). I didn't mind him being mistaken about the age difference, since he was being kind and friendly. He asked me how my night was going - seeing as it was about 11pm. (I was surprised his shift ended at that time too, but apparently the bouncers do 11 to 11) I told him that I had tried to go to sleep and kept tossing and turning and decided to go earn some money. Partly true - I just left out the fact that I was tossing and turning because I was worried about being broke.
So - he mentioned "You should get out more! Go party!" (Like I said, 22)
I refrained from mentioning my age, just because I was more interested in what he had to say, than what I did.
I asked questions to keep him talking, and he told me about how working as a bouncer at the strip club is a nice job. It sounded an awful lot like he spins BS constantly at his job, going from town gossip to town gossip - but much of it was likely fact as well. He knew a lot about the other strip clubs and owners - things like that. He mentioned he was the guy that counts private dances and he makes sure everyone is following the law. After discussing this a bit more intricately, I discovered the law was less of the concern when compared to the preferences of the girl. Some girls don't mind being groped and either enjoy it, or feel it's worth putting up with it to get the additional tips. Who knows right?
Well - I just was kind of shocked. Here this kid was - literally, he was 10 years old when I was his age! Yet he clearly "looks" more like an adult. Sure, he looks like a greasy, slimy adult - but there he was. I don't exactly look great - I just don't know what to do with my appearance. I feel like I would really enjoy and benefit in the appearance department from "maturing" in my wardrobe - but the fact remains that I am very poor.
I love the way I feel in a suit - when it fits right and is all proper. However, it has been YEARS since I even wore one. I actually have not even purchased new clothes in a very long time - I buy clothes from the Thrift stores around here - Arc, or Goodwill...
I kind of felt like that was even a huge benefit to my wardrobe - I still can point at things I got when I was a teenager and living under my parents roof! In my defense, I bet my mother still has a thing or two in the freezer from a similar era; that should be discarded as well.
What can you do? Just continue feeling inadequate I guess.