A nice compliment
When I'm feeling low and depressed, as I have been lately, it's nice to get a compliment. Some guys call it "validation seeking" I just call it a pick me up.
I got one in spades last night, which helped my mood.
I was talking to the cocktail waitress I know about my breakup. She'd seen me with the New Yorker and seen the decline and fall of our relationship. I was bemoaning the fact that I missed the New Yorker and that there would be no sex for me for some time as I found my land legs and healed my various emotional wounds.
She looked at me and said "but Bad, you're not going to have a problem, you're smart, articulate, good looking, and not creepy like most of the guys I've met. You're not going to have a problem."
Not that high a bar to hit, the "not creepy" bar, but I'll take it.
I was supposed to go to a birthday party at Lotus tonight but I don't know if I'm on my game enough to do that sort of thing. Might just chill at home or go for a walk and talk to people instead.