A story simulation of what may have occurred after playing badminton.
I'm walking outside of the gym, sweaty, hot, tired and my feet hurt while knowing tomorrow I will have another blister on my toe. This jacket is oh so sticky and I want to keep it on because I don't want to catch a cold when I go outside. Come on Jennifer, let's go! I think to myself. I head out the door first while also holding the door for Jennifer to catch up. The cold breeze outside is definitely chilling and piercing and yet it feels refreshing, like a cold tall drink of water after a long run. And I'm presented with this option.
"Jennifer do you want me to walk you back to Marshall."
"No I'm okay you can go back to Warren."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah yeah don't worry about me, it's not that late. I'll be fine"
"Please? How about halfway or something to upper marshall apartments. Then I can go down RIMAC hill and that'll seem a lot quicker."
"Are you sure, going through Center is a lot qui-"
"Jennifer..., do you remember what happened last Friday night when I walked Amanda home? She said the exact same thing. Look I know I trust you, but at least if I go with you, I know you're at least safe. Besides it's not really a bother for me. I know I should have finished walking Amanda to ERC, but I wanted to trust her. You know when parents, people, friends in general don't think you're capable and you want to prove them wrong by doing it? Maybe that's what she needed. I thought she just wanted trust from another person. I know she must have felt bad for dragging me out so far away to ERC, which is uphill and far away, but I didn't care. It was the reason I was there. She didn't seem drunk, she looked and sounded completely sober. So I trusted her. And I went back, and remember I was questioned how I got back so quickly and figured out I had made the wrong mistake. And both you Tim Belinda all said that I had done the wrong thing and I had failed as being an escorted. Look, Jennifer, I don't care if it takes me longer or whatever. I at least want to make sure that you get home safer than me walking back home right now. I know you trust yourself, I trust in you, but I want to make sure something I couldn't do for Amanda. I'm glad she got home safely but next time I promised myself I would fully walk them there no matter what I was doing. And so right now I don't care."
Why is it that when I try and do the right thing of taking people home, I still mess up and have people hate me for it? You know maybe for walking people, I guess I'll never trust them, no matter what they say I'll just walk you home, but only for girls I'm guessing. Why is it that I can't be a good friend, and also a good person at the same time?
edit: This was a lot cleaner than what I had wanted to say in my simulation just fyi.
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