The Hump And I Had A Falling Out Today.

So, as much as I love my hump at times, well most times, there is one particular time I hate it with a lot of passion. So I will tell you the incident that dragged it back to the surface.

So I went out to do some photography with my roomie, who is a generally good looking guy. We had fun and were just heading back to a spot so I could get some last minute photos before we headed out of the park, and this cute girl walks past and looks at us. We get to the corner and she is looking towards my roomie, and I was encouraging him to go talk to her, I know she was interested in him, it is usually the way. So he does, and I go about my time taking photographs.

After we get back home, he is telling me about how she is a nice girl, and they talked for a while, and she told him she liked how he thinks and then gave him her phone number. Don't get me wrong, I am happy for the guy, it has been a while since he has dated, and had a really shit marriage. And he is finally starting to get out of "All women are controlling gossiping evil creatures!". He doesn't feel like that, but that is the hurt talking. So yeah, I am happy for him, even after my encouragement. And having to encourage someone feels like the salt on a very deep wound as it is...

Now, I am going to state, that I know that I am not thoroughly repulsive, and that women, eventually, find me attractive, but that is the problem, it is a case of EVENTUALLY. I haven't had a woman get all gushy over me instantly like women do with good looking straight backed guys. Or even guys for that matter. It would be nice, just for once, to be walking past a random hot individual, and have them start talking to me in the frame of mind of getting my number because I am gorgeous.

Also, saying that whole, "Well at least that way you won't have a shallow person around you" is an absolute pot of crap. If I didn't have a hump, I wouldn't have hot individuals being freaked out, pittying or just plain ignoring me for how I look. So yeah, that argument is a null and void.

There aren't a lot of times my hump and I have disagreements, but then it is also because I don't go out much or if I do, I go out with the expectations that I might make a friend or two. Just reading that, makes me want to vomit. I wouldn't have surgery, because I still like walking, as much as it pains me, but the chances of infection, the surgery failing etc, are just way too high, and these aren't risks I am willing to take. So... unless someone either accidentally finds me naked with a boner, or has known me for quite a few months, then I know that people won't be looking past my hump any time soon. Again, the idea of going to live in Northern India as a Buddhist monk still sounds very appealing.

Sorry hump, we won't be talking tonight. The only good things about my hump half the time, is that I look like Richard O'Brien as Riff Raff, but with a shaved head; or a cross between a human and a Krogan.

Feeling a lot like this guy right about now.