I talked to J extensively today about what triggers calling someone “kid,” as well as when I would describe someone as a girl versus a woman. In general, light-hearted girls seemed to get called kid. It’s a term of endearment for people I have fun being silly with. Most of the guys I hang out with aren’t that silly. They’re building something. Seriously. Or sometimes just drinking. Seriously. Actually, I don’t have time right now to spend another hour writing about something I just spent an hour talking about. I do want to jot something down though. While discussing this, we touched on the value systems on my friends and cohorts; they tend to be close to mine. However, there is a line across which there are my friends that I might describe as colleagues. These are the friends that create, perform, and do things I think are interesting and worthwhile. I don’t know that these intersect all that often.
Therein lies the catch. When I tend to meet a girl I like, it is usually because I have made a slew of judgments about what is generally important to them, and find the results agreeable. Thereafter, what do they care about? What are they excited about? Are they going to try to convince me to go camping, hiking, or on a road trip? Even better, what of something where I’m truly along for the ride? So very rare to not get to be the ‘kid’.
Also, women go to dinner parties.