Emasculation
Monday, October 13th, 2008Wow. I was totally stunned. It’s funny how one word can do that. I bumped into Theresa waiting for the bus. Literally. I guess I bumped into her walking and didn’t notice. Too busy listening to my music I guess. Anyways, ever since my Lubeck post, she has told me that she would kick my ass in pool, but we never made plans to play. So I asked her about it today and she told me anytime. That she would “emasculate me”. Wow. Sorry, I still get chills thinking about it. What a word. Annihilate, obliterate, destroy, kick my ass, all of those I would’ve just laughed off, but that one took my breath away. One word took a simple game of pool with bragging rights off the table and put my manhood directly in question. Amazing. In a situation where I wouldn’t think twice, I’m suddenly questioning whether I should practice a little before we play. I usually play better after having several drinks. Now I’m wondering if I should start drinking a little earlier, or could I drink a little too much before hand and cross the plane of playing well into the not so well zone. The worry is heightened by the fact that I’ve never seen her play, and she says she’s pretty good. Normally it wouldn’t matter, but now this one word has got me worrying….
I guess I’ll know tomorrow.