Nervous
Tomorrow, I am meeting two people I only know from the internet. We are going to a casual French bistro in New Orleans for lunch.
Randy will be there, so I will have a real life acquaintance with one of the three other members of the party. I am excited about meeting the other two, because they have been really cool online and they're smart and funny. On the other hand, I'm really, really nervous. People online always say really nice things to me. I come across well in writing. In person, though, I think I won't come across so well. I'm fat and awkward and a bit socially inept. I picture lots of awkward silences, which I will try and fill by babbling.
And here's the other thing: I warn people. I say, "You know, I'm really fat." And they think I'm one of those delusional 150 lb. women who need to lose 10 lbs. so she thinks she's fat. I'm not one of those people. So even though I've warned them, they're shocked. But what can they say? "Gee, I guess you really ARE fat?"
Anyhow, the menu looks good. I don't know if it's current - the web site still refers to five year-old awards and press, but it's been an eventful year this year. A lot of businesses are just glad to be open, and not worried just yet about updating their web sites.
I read an article by Rob Walker in the essay collection "Letters from New Orleans" (a wonderful, wonderful book...I can't recommend it enough) about Luncheon in New Orleans. I don't have a hat. I wonder if I should go buy one?
Randy will be there, so I will have a real life acquaintance with one of the three other members of the party. I am excited about meeting the other two, because they have been really cool online and they're smart and funny. On the other hand, I'm really, really nervous. People online always say really nice things to me. I come across well in writing. In person, though, I think I won't come across so well. I'm fat and awkward and a bit socially inept. I picture lots of awkward silences, which I will try and fill by babbling.
And here's the other thing: I warn people. I say, "You know, I'm really fat." And they think I'm one of those delusional 150 lb. women who need to lose 10 lbs. so she thinks she's fat. I'm not one of those people. So even though I've warned them, they're shocked. But what can they say? "Gee, I guess you really ARE fat?"
Anyhow, the menu looks good. I don't know if it's current - the web site still refers to five year-old awards and press, but it's been an eventful year this year. A lot of businesses are just glad to be open, and not worried just yet about updating their web sites.
I read an article by Rob Walker in the essay collection "Letters from New Orleans" (a wonderful, wonderful book...I can't recommend it enough) about Luncheon in New Orleans. I don't have a hat. I wonder if I should go buy one?