Alright, here's another story I call The Convention Story
So~
I was at a convention, surprise surprise.
and I was staying with two of my friends in a hotel room.
I was pretty shy and self-conscious,
not to say I’m not now—but I think I’ve gotten better over the years.
Saying no was a very difficult task.
We had a little fan meet with some other friends, and fans, and, overall it was a good vibe.
I took some photos, signed some stuff, talked to people…
Eventually we were tired and wanted to go back to our hotel room to rest.
We said bye to some of our friends and fans, and the crowd size trickled down slowly.
Except for one dude. I will call him Glasses--because he had glasses.
He kinda just stuck around and followed us as we walked through the convention hall.
We made some light conversation and I ASSUMED that he was one of my friend’s friend.
It was a little weird, but I didn’t wanna be rude and just ask—“hey btw who are you again?”
And because none of my other friends were speaking up, I thought everything was okay.
We went to our hotel and Glasses kept following us.
And then he followed us into our hotel room.
At this point something was definitely off…
But no one was saying anything, so in my mind I thought: okay, if something was wrong really wrong, my friends would speak up… right?
In the hotel room everyone’s just chilling and I say: “Hey, I’m really tired I wanna nap.”
And my friend’s say: “Yeah, us too!”
And Glasses—
Glasses sits at the table and says: “You guys can nap, I’ll stay here and do my Japanese homework.”
Uhhhhhhhhh
Okay! :3
And then we fell asleep.
I know… I know. Trust me, I have learned from this experience.
An hour or two goes by, we wake up, and glasses is still there doing his homework.
We go back to the convention and he’s following us and we’re getting more and more uncomfortable,
and then one of my friends says:
“Uh hey, we’re gonna go get some uh, dinner with some other friends. It was really nice hanging out with you though.”
Or something like that.
And Glasses finally says: “Oh… okay. Bye.”
As soon as he leaves, we start firing questions at each other.
“Was that your friend? "
"No, was that your friend?”
"No he wasn’t my friend; are you sure he wasn’t your friend?”
And we’re just like—
Oh...
My...
God...
We just let a stranger watch us sleep in our hotel room for HOURS because all of us were too passive to say anything.....
Holy sh*t we’re stupid.
Anyway, lesson learned:
communicate, be honest, talk to people—like actually, talk to people.
You’d be surprise at how many problems can be solved by just,
ya know,
talking to people so you don’t create these painful situations for yourself you think about years later…
