Created Monday 13 August 2018
When I want to learn about a person....fridge
Infiltrative Intraspecifc Miliartizer. A militarized psychologist. (The yeah, the rest of us don't really like them.)
Yeah, it's he who had a series of semesters where he'd slept with ex (ex! all exes! (excesses of exes)) students consistently for his longest run.
But that's just it. He is looking.
- The one, the latest one, who was doing very well for her kinda caste-like minority. And he liked that. But after they slept together, he learned about their dog. Who ran away one night. They'd look for him, but--well--they never totally could control his running. And after they went home, late--very late--at night, she really thinks she heard their dog out there somewhere, whimpering for them to come. She's not sure, but that's why she's telling him, becuase she's trying to work it out and figure out how she feels about what she did. And him thinking, "What the hell? You didn't, like, just go out and friggin' see if that was him?" but saying something like, "I know, I'm sorry. You couldn't know. And even if you did, you would know where to look for him out there. I know it still sucks, though. I really am sorry you lost your dog."
- Afterward, he just couldn't get into her. Sure, he could've led her on as long as he wanted, but he knew he would never want her, love her, let her be the other part of it. He felt guitly, but glad he ended it right away. (Oh, after the advisement thing--another (not interestin) story.)
- And the last time he remembers seeing her is when they nearly physically bumped into each other as they passed by in front of the library. Yeah, he wasn't really paying attention, so he's not sure, but he thinks he remembers her kinda stumbling a little too far toward him. Far enough that he didn't think she stumbled in by accident.
- The girl from the country. A truly sweet girl that he thinks he really loved. Funky. But they just didn't click. She wasn't there. It was likely because of stuff that she wasn't, but still. She just wasn't there. And he needed something there. At least then he did. He's kinda old now and has certainly suffered through another fire by now. So, yeah, it would have been a very different first, but--yeah--he probably could have suffered through that one, too, after all.
I have watched someone during that moment when she realized what it was like to be a prostitute. "O.K.," she kept saying to herself as she kinda paced back and forth.
And
I honestly wan't that hard on her.
Back to the fridge. He says that when he wants to get a good sense of a couple (really, any cohabitants), he looks inside their fridge.
And so, fridges are among the most authentic snapshots of a home that most guests are aloud to see. And fridges really are the communal food store. No matter how much of a hermit you are--in your community or in your "couple" (marriage, co-habs, whatever)--ya gotta venture out to eat, and meet those who eat from that store, too. Fridges represent one of the most basic physical manifsetations of an actual relationship. So, how a couple arranges a fridge says alot about who they are. (Extreme and in-offensive example to most is the hsuband who never went into the kitchen. Ever. And that's maybe not a bad thing.)
This guy's field, you see, is being able to quivkly nd infiltrate human societies and figure them out. And um, selling that info (sure, maybe through a salary--does that help?) to, say, the army. So they can take that group out with whatever weaponry is ideal for that situation. Army? Infiltration for information about other, farther-away groups of humans? Infiltration for re-direction or sterilization (using techniques to turn their ideas and behaviors into ones that don't hurt the government/army; for example, having them chase Sasquatch instead)? Close-range artillery or something like ferrets?
Edit made some time later (on my way to pee, to be precise):
He doesn't use this in relationships. Honest. Seriously, think about it. Would you go out with a guy who didn't ulhold the absolute highest relationship standards if he was also trained to be one who could quickly figure out how to kill a group? No. And his (tiny) profession knows that, so they have to maintain very high relationship standards. And, yeah, there is a set of rules and standards they go by. Want to know them? They're a little more boring than you'd think. But, if you're really into relationships--seriously--this field is for you.