After several glasses of wine and hours of scintillating conversation that touched on everything from metaphysics to political philosophy, Plato was rejected by Cornelia of Antioch when he asked if he could take her home, and he’s fairly certain nobody noticed.
The “you’re not terrible looking but you remind me of my brother” Cornelia said was spoken slightly louder than he would’ve liked, however the table right next to him could’ve burst out in laughter based on something that happened in their conversation. It probably had nothing to with him getting rejected. Then, when the musical performance cut out at the exact moment he shouted, “I could wear a wig if it helps,” and the entire bar looked over at them, they probably assumed they were staging a theatrical production together and not hearing Plato desperately try to change her mind about having sex with him. Later, when she got up to leave and insisted on a handshake goodbye rather than a hug and the bartender said under his breath, “I would just fucking kill myself at this point,” it was probably in reference to the fact that he was depressed about being a bartender and not an author of seminal philosophical works, such as he. In fact, Plato can use this as inspiration to write about how people are far too concerned with their own troubles to notice those embarrassing moments that keep us all up at night. At the end of the day, despite a few minor shots to the ego, there’s no way this event will become the thing that he’s most known for. The term “Platonic” will only ever mean deep thinker.
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