How to Humble Oneself

As a mathematician I know that equations are very plain and simple with only one answer. Two plus two will always be four, correct? Well the other night I encountered an incident that disproved all of my prior schooling.

I began to flirt and spit my game at a guy I met at a party. Things were going well and I felt like the biggest pimp ever until the guy then actively made the decision to walk away and go flirt with another less attractive girl (apparently my flirting skills are not what I thought they were).

At the sight of this atrocity I was shocked, floored. . .FLABBERGASTED! My ego was immediately squashed like a tiny bug. This proved all of my previous scientific research to be wrong! The equation to this problem involves simple proportions:

Hot
______
Less hot  = HOT

The equation states that when hotness is divided by less hotness being more hot will always prevail.

I had to swallow a large helping of humble pie at discovering this (*side note: Humble pie is not as delicious as other pies and has a bitter after taste to it). My ego had never felt such a thing before!

I then realized that occasionally eating some of this pie can be healthy for you because although it does not taste good, it is very nutritious. It allows you to not become too full of yourself. Sometimes you need some gravity to bring you back down to earth. This was a lot to digest in one day. As you can imagine how traumatizing it must be to have your entire belief system shaken to its very core.

In an effort to alleviate my pain and salvage my belief in humanity, my friend disclosed to me an inspirational quote that gave me a better understanding of society. She said "guys don't want to drive a decked out red Ferrari every single day, sometimes they just want to drive around in their old reliable Honda."

Then the world made since to me again! Sometimes we have to just eat crow and accept that the Ferrari isn't always going to be the best vehicle. But in my case, I think I just need to find a guy that has better taste in cars.

To find out how I survived my bruised ego, tune in tomorrow.