It's not really what I think of as a party, but I guess I was at a party yesterday. At some point, "party" stopped being code for the purposeful overconsumption of alcohol, followed by mutual groping or good-natured vomiting. Now it's a small gathering of upright adults, with everyone trying not to seem drunk while drinking. Everyone has internalized this new definition except me. Subconsciously, I'm always anticipating a night of nauseous debauchery which explains my inevitable disappointment once I arrive to parties nowadays. People mostly talk.
So last night I was at a "party". In the middle of polite conversation with some lonely looking people, one woman asked what I did. I told her. I was feeling reckless, so I added, "And I hate it."
I thought this would get a laugh or at least a sympathetic smile, but it appeared I had severely misjudged my crowd. There was only a strained silence.
"I hate my job," I repeated, causing my wife to blink at my rapidly. I make her nervous sometimes, with my sudden honesties. "I'm looking for a new one."
I smiled politely at the frozen people.
"Well, what are you thinking the next step is?" a man named George finally inquired.
"Sending out my resume." I was annoyed by the obviousness of this.
"No no - I mean, what are you looking to do?"
"Oh you know - " I waved my hand dismissively. "I figure I'll take the job that offers me the most money."
George nodded in a concerned sort of way. "That's it?"
"Yes," I said, though I supposed as a middle-aged man there ought to be more on my agenda, like saving the whales or acquiring a particular job title. But there wasn't, so I confirmed, "That's it."
Later my wife told me she had never met someone else who could appear gauche, insecure and arrogant all at the same time. I thought of reminding her of a certain incident at her bachelorette party - I was fairly certain bargaining down a stripper who didn't care to show his balls was both gauche, insecure and arrogant but in the end, I wasn't sure. Besides, I've been married long enough to let some things go.
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