I met this guy through friends in Facebook, he’s involved in filmmaking too… 

Last week after he complains about why people rather go to a local music fest than say, read the news and be aware about issues going on in this country, I sort of make clear, that not only I attended this music fest (best one ever!!!!, seriously huge names in music are rarely playing around this part of the world, you just have to go see them whenever they come around) and also I read the news, stand the content of it without making my liver hurt, and also am aware of what’s going on in the world, as most of my friends who attended said music fest with me or without me are, well most of them of course, some people are just lost cases anyway. 

While checking my Facebook last night, a chat window opens, and turns out is this filmmaking dude, who first tells me I come across as “difficult”, later tries to make conversation mostly concerning the colour of my eyes, which is brown and is probably something he can guess from my profile picture and the times he’s seen me in filmmaking events, later tells me he thinks I’m really intelligent, and this is where this becomes hilarious…

The “intelligent” conversation turns into some sort of personal disclaimer for him: He tells me the girl he’s been dating told him that “despite the good sex, she knows she can’t be with him for long because she can’t stand to be with someone who knows more about the world than she does, so their days are numbered”.

Notice how he mentions “good sex” in a conversation that is supposed to be about brains, notice how also he mentions “a girl he’s dating” but how their lack of intellectual connection means their relationship is not going to last… 

He then, asks me if I know about this and of course I know about this: sadly for a girl a little bit more interest in reading and studying decrease the chances of being successful at dating, it’s kind of the story of my life I tell him.

I try to take the conversation back to brains, anyway:

I say something I believe is true, at least for me: 99.99% of the time brains just scares people right away, the 0.01% get scared later on, sometimes with pretty bad break ups.

the guy then tells me he’s going to listen to this jazz band tonight in this place downtown, then I say I am not a big jazz fan (you’re kidding me right????) as I roll my eyes, I tell him I listen to indie rock and electronic music and stuff like that… 

This time the guy answers by giving me his cellphone number… I try to find an alibi, I turn to the rebroadcast of Saturday at Coachella on Youtube and show him the link instead, Wild Beasts are playing what I believe is a pretty good set.

I then excuse myself to sleep, which is not true, but I realized that I have to go and tell him that I believe I will be really busy tonight and may not be able to go see a jazz band (even if I had the day off I wouldn’t go anyway) and since I have his cellphone I can call him anyway.

then it was like Ciao Bye!!! and Facebook off.

:S