You don’t even know my name yet you constantly pass judgement on me for ‘not being married’ and then you promise to ‘save me from the shame if only I’d give you my number.’ You want to know why I haven’t been here in a while? It’s because I don’t want to deal with you and frankly I’ve had enough. I will not be coming back.” (My soccer team’s manager is a junior who’s been indiscriminately pursuing any girl on the team who happens to be white, without success. Or I could push the ball cart.” Manager: “I mean it.” (Two of my coworkers married many years before I joined the company.
The 7 minutes seemed like a long time at first, but actually flew by on every occasion… During that particular episode, the lady repeatedly answered my questions with one-word, nondescript answers – she was definitely a Phoebe! ” Me: “I’m not sure, but I think it’s in the constellation with Uranus…” Lady: ……… With that being said, I was disappointed not to get an opportunity at any point to ask a question from my list of unusual questions, such as: After all the 7 minute torture sessions where over, everyone headed to the bar to relax, and, in the case of a few people, get completely shit-faced.
Bizarrely, one of those questions was “what’s in your fridge?
” It was so ridiculously random that I used it several times throughout the evening (phrased in a jokey manner).
After I mention how much I love a ring in the shop where my girlfriend is buying a present, we have this conversation.) Girlfriend: “How do you feel about telling people we are engaged? I want to marry you, but all the reasons I have for making the switch from dating to engaged are selfish.” Girlfriend: “How is it selfish?
” Me: “It would get us taken more seriously and I would get attention from the other girls in my classes.” Girlfriend: “I don’t see anything wrong with wanting that.” (There are several small, family-owned corner stores around where I live.