Dream 3/28/25

I had a dream about sitting at a bar at this venue. I had come in before it got busy. A super attractive blonde with blue eyes sits next to me at the bar top. She waits and waits and waits for me to order her a drink. I order my drink that comes in a tall glass. I have a seat in the auditorium and wait for the show to start. In the middle of the show the host asks the blonde how her night’s been. I’m mentioned: “he didn’t get me a drink” she points me out in the crowd. I stand up and the mic comes to me: “why didn’t you have a drink with her and engage in conversation?” “I like a girl who’s afraid to smile. One who has a facial blemish she regards with disdain. One who can’t quite love the world the same. And here comes this beautiful woman with no problems in the world expecting the treatment she gets from every dull guy who thinks they’ll get her back to their bedroom by buying her a few drinks. Of course I didn’t want to be like them. I’m a recluse. That’s why i spare spiders.”
Then I woke up.