- Can you send me this childhood favorite recipe?
- How badly would we say my hand should be bleeding before I go to the hospital?
- Are you absolutely sure I don't have some long lost sibling who wants to live in Florida and take care of you when you're super old and if not, have you heard it's never too late for adoption?
- The Kardashians are younger than me and they're freezing their eggs for publicity - should I be doing the same?
- Will you pay for it? Why not? Fine, agree to revisit this later?
- A mosquito bit me - do you think I have West Nile? And how long would we say I should wait before picking up and going to the hospital?
- Do you think that because I am alone in this big house in the suburbs for the weekend, I am more likely or extremely more likely to be murdered during a thunderstorm by the killer from I Know What You Did Last Summer?
Anyhow, on to my original suggestion. Maybe don't ask someone out, make plans and then and only then go on to tell them that you're fighting off a cold and may get them sick. That's, well, sick. Either just fail to mention it all together, or do the polite thing and excuse yourself and reschedule. Meeting for a drink is not like trying to catch a triple rainbow, folks. We signed up for internets dating and made it through the tedious introductory process; we're both interested parties here. At least we were both interested until I could only picture you snotty and sneezing.
Vennifer
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