My Ego Gets a Little Action
"You have ONE new message. First message:"
"Um, hi, Kari? This is Random Bar Dude. We met on New Year's Eve? I know that was a long time ago, but I was just sitting here with my friend Jason looking at pictures from that night and I thought we had a lot of fun. So I was hoping you'd reconsider going out with me. This is weird, isn't it. Okay, I know this is weird. But I really think we should go out. You'll have to call me though, because I CANNOT call you again after this. But I just.... I think we should go out. On a date. Okay? And if not, then I hope you have a really great life. Okay, that was gay. Sorry about that. God, this is the worst message ever. Anyway, call me! Because we had a lot of fun that one time and I really want to take you out, so ... call me. Random Bar Dude, 561-XXXX. Call me? Okay. Bye."
"End of message. Press 7 to delet-"
Ha ha, whatever, you know I saved that shit. Believe it or not it was actually kind of ... endearing. I mean, I definitely can't go out with him, because of the crazy, but you have to give the guy props for effort. And for his excellent taste in women. Well played, Random Bar Dude. Now lose my number.
"Um, hi, Kari? This is Random Bar Dude. We met on New Year's Eve? I know that was a long time ago, but I was just sitting here with my friend Jason looking at pictures from that night and I thought we had a lot of fun. So I was hoping you'd reconsider going out with me. This is weird, isn't it. Okay, I know this is weird. But I really think we should go out. You'll have to call me though, because I CANNOT call you again after this. But I just.... I think we should go out. On a date. Okay? And if not, then I hope you have a really great life. Okay, that was gay. Sorry about that. God, this is the worst message ever. Anyway, call me! Because we had a lot of fun that one time and I really want to take you out, so ... call me. Random Bar Dude, 561-XXXX. Call me? Okay. Bye."
"End of message. Press 7 to delet-"
Ha ha, whatever, you know I saved that shit. Believe it or not it was actually kind of ... endearing. I mean, I definitely can't go out with him, because of the crazy, but you have to give the guy props for effort. And for his excellent taste in women. Well played, Random Bar Dude. Now lose my number.
Tequila Red called it a day @ 9:42 AM
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