Not a FAn

Exactly right. Terribly right. Alas.

Love/Hate

I (30M) have gotten more attractive recently and I hate that people treat me better.

Brother, I am right there with you. I like it and I hate it, though. It shouldn’t matter so much.

Just yesterday, I was in a very charming mood and mode, and the ticket counter woman at the airport was literally blushing (in a good way, I was not embarrassing her) while talking with her. I know she liked me by the way she looked at me the very moment I stepped up to the counter. I was barely saying anything substantive but was making direct eye contact, saying some lightly funny things, etc., and she was giggling like a schoolgirl and blushing. And she was extremely solicitous and helped me out for way longer than she needed to (no, again, this was not the usual “customer service training.” She absolutely did not treat the men ahead of me that way).

This 100% had no chance of happening four years ago. Then, she wouldn’t have looked at me twice. It’s shocking how much better I get treated now.

Lation

I did a little translation on the plane yesterday. I don’t know Spanish well, but I understand most of it and can speak a little when I have to. There was a mother and daughter — Peruvian (I think, judging by accent) — sitting across the aisle from me. They had changed seats or were in the wrong seats or something, and that annoyed the flight attendant for some reason.

He first asked the mother, “What is your last name?” She didn’t understand. Then he tried the daughter, repeating it several times, his voice rising in volume each time as if that was going to help. “What is your last name?”

I dredged my brain and came up with, “ยฟCuรกl es su apellido?” Instead of thanking me, the flight attendant looked annoyed at me too. I think he was enjoying hassling them. Some people are just like that. But the daughter said her last name and the flight attendant went on his way finally.