I know he has his hands full keeping Central City safe from the big bads, but a superhero is supposed to help anyone in need, right?
Well, I need a date, and if I had The Flash as a wingman, I’d be doing a lot better with the ladies.
There’s actually a little logic and a real world situation involved in formulating that theory, so please bear with me while I explain.
I was out for a walk yesterday, not far from The House on the Hill, minding my own business and trying to collect another 20,000 steps.
I noticed the attractive young lady on the other side of the street (because my superpower is always noticing any attractive young lady in the vicinity), but didn’t think much of it since she had her earbuds in and appeared to be lost in her own little world.
I crossed the street, since it really was the direction in which I was headed, and as I approached, something interesting happened. The young lady pulled out her earbuds, smiled at me, and said, “I really like your shirt”.
I happened to be wearing my tee shirt with the Flash logo across the front. So either she thought I was Barry Allen out for a stroll, or she was a fan of The Fastest Man on Earth.
We made small talk for a moment, and then went our separate ways. When I mentioned this encounter on Facebook later in the day, a friend commented that she hoped I had used that opening to my advantage.
But I hadn’t. Truth be told, I didn’t know how to turn that chance encounter with an attractive, yet total stranger into anything more than that.
Should I have invited her back to The House on the Hill to look at the rest of my tee shirts?
Maybe I should have challenged her to a race to prove I was worthy of the shirt?
Now if this had been someone I’d known, sure, I could’ve figured out a way to turn her breaking the ice into something more, but I didn’t see that as an option here.
However, if I’d had The Flash with me as my wingman, things would have been totally different. First off, what woman would not be impressed that some guy walking the streets in Maine was pals with a superhero?
Plus, The Flash/Barry Allen is a charming, good looking dude. If he’d vouch for me, I’m sure that would have carried a lot of weight with this woman. Hell, I know he would’ve been smooth enough to introduce himself and me, which would’ve gotten her to tell us her name. Right there, I’d be a lot further along with things that I’d been on my own.
The Flash might have explained that he only gives that special tee shirt to close friends, and that any close friend of his was sure to be a real catch.
Only he would have said it in a more much charming and intriguing manner.
And let’s look at the much bigger picture here, Modern Philosophers.
Why am I limiting myself to a stranger in the neighborhood? Having The Flash as a wingman would open the door to the possibility of my dating a superhero.
They’ve saved the world together, and had a very special musical crossover. Your karaoke buddy is always going to take your recommendation when it comes to dating.
Supergirl’s boyfriend had to leave Earth at the end of last season after his long lost mother tried to enslave the human race. So we know she is single, on the rebound, and probably hoping someone she trusts would just set her up with a nice, normal guy, whose family is not going to destroy the planet.
That description is so totally me, is it not, Modern Philosophers?
The Flash could have a chat with Supergirl, get her to agree to meet me for a blind date, speed to Maine to get me, and we could be back in National City in mere minutes, before she has time to change her mind.
I don’t see how a dating situation could be any more perfect than that. Sure, The Flash would have to do all the legwork to make it happen…like a good wingman does.
I really have a good feeling about this idea. When it comes to dating, my thoughts are usually all over the place.
But I am super focused on this one. All I need to do is convince The Flash to be my wingman, and before you know it, I’ll be blogging about my whirlwind romance with Supergirl and planning the wedding of the century.
I am so lucky that woman stopped me on the street yesterday to comment on my shirt. If she hadn’t, I’d still be totally clueless and desperately single, instead of about to marry the best looking superhero in the universe!