It's two letters. Takes split seconds to say. Animals can probably do it. But some guys just can't get it through their heads. To which I say, thank goodness this is online instead of in real life.
The Propositioning Businessman has initiated yet another chat.Whether or not it was just to inform me when he would next be occupying a skeezy hotel room in Milwaukee, I don't know. But the guy just can't seem to wrap his mind around the 14th and 15th letters of the alphabet.
For some reason Mr. PB is under the impression that come 2009, I will be waiting patiently for him in Milwaukee so he can... oh wait... last time I checked if I ever uttered those phrases out loud I wouldn't just have to wash my mouth out with soap, I'd have to drink an entire bottle of Joy and follow it up by gargling with Ajax.
If it wasn't for the fact that it would create a domino effect among the rest of the cubicles in the office, I'd totally be banging my head against the wall right now.
Now I don't know about you, but the last time I checked, if a guy wanted to be in a relationship with me, but only wanted to speak with me online once every two months, and only planned on seeing me in January of 2009, and ONLY January of 2009, that could mean one thing and one thing only.
It's a BC.
And 'BC' does not stand for "Before Christ."
To make matters worse, PB had the nerve to ask me about my dating life and then accused me of not being serious about him in our original contact with each other (well, he's partially right, I was more concerned about him wanting to cut me up into pieces rather than the direction our relationship was headed).
And then he proceeded to inform me that we'll always have January 2009. And those oh so luxurious comforts of the Best Western.
Um. Last time I checked we never had anything to begin with. So what makes you think we're going to have a night in the Best Western? In 2009 for that matter?
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