I went on a date last night with a guy who I had been out with a few times over the past year or so. He runs sort of hot and cold so I had been keeping my distance but decided I had nothing better to do than let someone else pay for my dinner last night.
We had a good time and he walked me to my car saying he wished he hadn’t waited so long to call me and that he can’t wait to see me again. This morning I received this email:
“hey i had a great time again. i do enjoy your company and you are hot especially that nice butt. i m scared though that you are not high main enough for me. i like french tip toes and fingers tand a girl in heels is awesome. not saying you arent but that is what i dig but i dig you though sounds silly”
Wow… first of all I’d like to know when high maintenance became a good thing. Secondly, (and this part I put in my not so nicely worded email back) if he’d take me somewhere nicer than CRACKER BARREL maybe he’d get to see me in heels… The jist of my succinct email was that while I had a great time too he seemed too superficial for me. So me and my nice butt will be going elsewhere. Thank you.
Oh, and P.S. No one says “dig” anymore…
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Bowzer // October 24, 2008 at 10:54 am |
I don’t even know where to start with that email he sent. I’m pretty sure that the manager of my local McDonald’s has better diction than this guy. You’d think proper capitalization, grammar, and spelling would be a must when dating a librarian.
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