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Proof That I'm Still Insane...
Mar. 23rd, 2005 02:41 pmI've just agreed to go out on a blind date.
*face palm*
One of the women I work with has been pestering me about her ex son-in-law since January. "You'd really like him." "He's really nice." "And handsome too." "Trust me." And after two months she and another woman in the office finally wore me down.
I agreed to have lunch with him tomorrow.
Oh, dear sweet lord, what the hell have I done?!
Okay, I need to calm down. It's just lunch. An hour. That's it. We'll find out we're completely incompatable, and once again I'll be left alone in my pleasant little anti-social bubble.
Of course, I could just bypass the whole torture of lunch thing, and upon meeting him say "Hi, I'm a liberal, pro-choice, Democrat." then watch as he hisses and runs for the hills... It's an option.
*face palm*
One of the women I work with has been pestering me about her ex son-in-law since January. "You'd really like him." "He's really nice." "And handsome too." "Trust me." And after two months she and another woman in the office finally wore me down.
I agreed to have lunch with him tomorrow.
Oh, dear sweet lord, what the hell have I done?!
Okay, I need to calm down. It's just lunch. An hour. That's it. We'll find out we're completely incompatable, and once again I'll be left alone in my pleasant little anti-social bubble.
Of course, I could just bypass the whole torture of lunch thing, and upon meeting him say "Hi, I'm a liberal, pro-choice, Democrat." then watch as he hisses and runs for the hills... It's an option.
