I’m sad to say that sometimes I have to be ‘that guy’. So when I’m at the movies and something happens that I don’t understand, I just have to ask someone, even if they’re just random people sitting next to me. Hey, if they get it and I don’t, why not? I really need to know, like right then, otherwise I lose track of what’s happening and none of it is enjoyable. Like, just last night I went to see Manbat vs Powerfellow, and it was mind-blowing but the whole thing was ruined for me because I didn’t understand what the villain wanted.
Then I made the mistake with my girlfriend. She bumped into a friend, I became the conversation third wheel and then she mentioned something about how Melbourne has great dermatologists who might be able to sort out some problem that her friend had. And then I was curious, a little bit. Another part of me just thought this was a great place to jump into the conversation, so I went ahead and (politely, I thought) asked why this random girl needed a dermatologist. I probably would’ve been better if I’d just gone ahead and asked what a dermatologist was because then my girlfriend could’ve called me an idiot and we would’ve just moved on. Instead, they both got really offended and somehow it ended up that I was left in the middle of the shopping centre by myself. I felt sort of like going to the bookshop, finding a dictionary and looking up ‘dermatologist’, but instead I went home and googled it. And meh, I didn’t think it was that bad. Just a person who deals with skin. But this girl did have this, uh…beauty mark on her skin. So maybe that was it? How am I supposed to know all about dermatology and stuff? I don’t even know why Rex Sleuther wanted to kill Powerfellow. So yeah, knowing stuff about cosmetic dermatologists in Melbourne? Not so much a me…thing.