You're right, I'm only eighteen and therefore not the most experienced when it comes to dating, but that poor 25ish year old must've missed the kindness lesson in Kindergarten. (note: all fake names)
[Counselor table in the cafeteria. Currently three girls, one guy (probs a Type C) involved in conversation.]
Girls: *talking about their roommates for the week*
Girl 1: Oh yeah, I'm with Sarah.
Guy: Oh, she's like the one with the squished face!
Girls: *pause, all giving a confused look towards him like didyoureallyjustsaythat??*
Guy: Well like, she's super pretty! Her face is just all like squished like! I'd still date her though! (yes, that many 'like's')
Girl 2: (changing the subject) So who is your DC? (the counselor's counselor)
Girl 3: We have Liz.
Guy: Oh is she like.. like really.. not that appealing?
Girl 1: Uhm, what? She's super pretty.
Guy: No, but like, she's not fun, at all.
Girl 2: No, she great!
Guy: Oh, so she's the one with like the huuuge hair!
Girl 3: (finally) You give thee WORST descriptions of people!!
Guys, this conversation really happened. Shortly followed by this one:
Guy: Well guys, my roommates both got engaged over the weekend... so that just leaves me again. *looks around at each girl* I'm the last one... again.. This keeps happening to me!*Looks at all of us one more time* Like I wouldn't mind being married at all. Oh boy, I'll have to find new roommates again.. Wow, plus I'm even older than all of them... *eye contact again* I mean it's just weird it happens this way, you know? *Tried to lighten the mood with an awkward laugh*
Poor guy, I do feel bad for him.. but just please bless he figures it out.
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