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Pretty girls & compliments

poundofmyflesh:

More often then you would think when I see a pretty girl I want to pay her a compliment, but I don’t…because I don’t know how they will take it. It doesn’t mean I want to get in her pants, it doesn’t even mean I want to ask her out on a date, but I know from that point on every conversation will involve her suspect of some underlying crush. I dislike that.

from Pound Of My Flesh | Comment »

I actually tend to feel the same way about cute girls and guys. 

I dunno, maybe I over think things, but part of me just always thinks that any time you compliment some one, they’re gonna take it as some kind of back handed insult and be offended.  Because I know that’s what I assume when some one compliments me.

Also, I think the same thing applies to seeing actors/actresses in everyday life. Yesterday, a minor character from Dexter was sitting next to me at a play, and I noticed who she was and really wanted to say “Oh, hey, I really enjoyed your work.” But I couldn’t tell if that would cross the line of weirdness. 

What if they assumed I was some weirdo for recognizing them, and then they had to sit next to me for the next hour and a half?  What if they’d hated how their episodes were cut, or what their character was portrayed as? 

(Source: deadaxs)