I hate oblivious, unaware college couples.
What's perplexing about them is that they're old enough to know they're not the only people in this world, but they don't know how to apply that to real world situations.
That's my rant, from my personal experiences seeing that throughout college as well as just now while I'm trying to let my coffee cool by sitting it on the community coffee table that they're rocking with their legs.
Careless, unaware, and stupid. I made the mistake of letting the girlfriend put her order in before me because someone told me recently a story about attracting bees with honey... but after I did that, I realized she's not a bee. In fact, she's a fly: absolutely irrelevant to what I'm trying to achieve in life and a redundant baggage to society. Why should I be nice to her? What will she give me in return?
I frequently think about giving and receiving intangible gifts these days. Yesterday, I was the only viable person left at work to give tours to Christian folk who wanted to know what the organization was all about. I frantically gave tours back to back to people who I had hoped would save me with some sort of connection after telling them my story.
"This is my final month serving to fight poverty at this organization," I start with a sad, lingering tone. If the group is attentive to my story, I know they'll ask me at the end what my plans are after my service is over. I continue to proceed with energetic, quirky and charming, ingrained statements and facts about the center, our clients, and our volunteers. To be honest, the hope that someone will save me is the reason why I like to form relationships at work. That's what I've learned while being around so many different older people.
After the tour, one couple asked me, "So, what are you going to do after this month?" I could tell I did a fairly good job at convincing this WASPy middle-class husband-and-wife that I was an informative and intelligent young Asian-American woman with perfect English doing this program in the midwest.
I give them my best smile and say, "You know, I'm really hoping to find a social service center similar to this one. I hear this is a unique place, but maybe I can bring what I've learned and experienced here to wherever I go next." I drop the name of the large city of my dreams at the final destination. I don't receive any suggestions or connections, but I do get a sincere "good luck."
And after I watched as they left the building, I realized that most people aren't bees. Maybe they can't offer me what I'm looking for right now, but what they can offer is just a bit of sincerity, and I will gladly take it.
