Week 6 - May the Farce Be With You

                Due to the imbalance of gender representation in this project, and the poor response thus far from males, I gave out two cards only to males this week. One of them was rather inconsequential, I'm sure he won't call back. The second, while it wasn't a callback, was certainly worthy of note because I used to think it was easier to give cards to dudes. It wasn’t until this time, however, that I realized that may not be the case. So what happened?

                I was sitting around in the smoking area on Monday (ten brownie points if you can guess what I was doing), and I saw him come out of Geary Hall. Now I don’t want to generalize, but you can see how others might; he’s a big guy, taller than me and heavyset, frequently seen sporting a Star Wars T-Shirt and glasses. Most significant to my purposes, however, I see him alone quite often. Now this is a mark that I was really looking forward to; I myself am quite the Star Wars geek, and it’s always a pleasure to meet someone who is as into the movies as I am. I approached him, asking if I could have a minute of his time. Immediately, I could see his doubts in me; he looked over his shoulder, saying “uhh” and taking a step backward before giving a reluctant “yes.” I gave him a notecard and his directions, hoping for the best, and got a response that I had been expecting from someone eventually. “Are you fucking with me?” he said, edging backwards and mostly avoiding eye-contact. One of my friends nearby vouched for me, trying to reassure him that it was a legitimate offer, but to no avail. He walked away, brushing off everything I tried to say to sound sincere. Since then, he has vehemently avoided eye-contact every time he has walked by.

                This was the most disappointing denial thus far. Yeah, sure, all I know about the guy is that he probably likes Star Wars in some capacity, but even with just that, he’s the only person with whom I knew I had common ground before I approached him. Oh well; there are plenty of Star Wars fans in the world, so I suppose it isn’t something on which to get hung up. It’s just a shame to know it’s a lost opportunity. So who’s problem is this- Mine, or his? Is he wrong for brushing me off so quickly, or, God forbid, am I asking too much of people? And be honest, I won’t be offended.