In the quest for a girlfriend I believe channeling some inner Bruce Lee philosophy will help me in my quest.
Bruce Lee was incredible. After spending what felt like 5 days straight on youtube, I came across this gem.
At 1:25 is where the video really opens up. At that point Bruce is speaking directly to the viewer.
He wasn't only a master of Kung Fu, but a philosopher with a very unique style and interpretation of the things around him.
I would be lying if I said I never day dreamed about having the skills of Bruce Lee. They would be incredible handy for a guy like me, who often times finds himself in some compromising situations, real misunderstandings with people if you ask me.
Not two days ago I found myself in one of these situations while standing in line at Del Taco. I was in there around 2 pm, and the local high school just got out, huge mistake, because there were 2,000 kids in there. I wait and wait in line, (I have no car right now, hence this BS situation) and finally I'm like the next person and this football player dude just cuts in front of me. I didn't even see where he came from, but there he was.
The guy behind the counter sees all of this, and was wearing this look on his face that was like "hey you just cutted" which made the guy turn around and look at me. This is where the Bruce Lee in me would like to take over, and ask this punk if he would like to ENTER THE DRAGON and give him a scissor kick that would put him through the window, teaching him a lesson that you just can't CUT IN FRONT OF SOMEONE JUST BECAUSE YOU WANT TOO. I understand I am not that imposing of a figure, but still, you can't be that dumb you don't understand the concept of a line moron.
I would say something like, "you picked on the wrong small guy my friend" and proceed to put on a martial arts display the likes which haven't been seen. Of course there would be some hot chick or something in there that would be impressed beyond imagination and would agree to multiple dates with me.
But I have no Bruce Lee skills. The jock stared at me, and I looked away. Granted, this kid is probably like 17 years old, but that doesn't change the fact that he could body slam me WWF style. I would be embarrassed, and it would feel just like High School again.
So I had to wait like 2 extra minutes to get my big fat chicken tacos. But I live another day.
Until then, I'm going to play more street fighter 2 and practice some moves.