So, the “let’s try something new” streak in me drove me to online dating. I made one or two friends, got to read stories about other people’s backgrounds and stories, and enjoyed diversity to its fullest.
Then there’s this conversation…
(10:13:23 pm) Her: you, nut!!!
(10:15:33 pm) Me: I got some nuts right here… want some? (offers a dish of cashews, peanuts, etc.)
(10:16:13 pm) Me: Perhaps you’ll like these nuts more. You’ll need a wrench to go with these… (shows container of hex nuts)
(10:16:41 pm) Her: oh my gosh…for a second I had a bad thought!
(10:16:57 pm) Me: A bad thought?
(10:21:21 pm) Her:think about it…
(10:21:55 pm) Me: (looks down) Oh, those? The thought of being kicked, punched, or otherwise hit in that area is absolutely painful! (cringes)
(10:25:05 pm) Her: yeah
(10:25:58 pm) Me: Oh, man… that little thing about nuts is so going on my blog.
(10:26:41 pm) Her: great!! (sarcastic tone)
(10:26:56 pm) Me: You’ll remain unnamed, I promise.
(10:27:35 pm) Her: good
(10:29:53 pm) Me: Gee, there was still a bit of life left in that nutty tangent.
(10:30:09 pm) Me: Something to the tune of, “Aaw, nuts! …”
(10:30:16 pm) Her: okk
(10:30:35 pm) Me: OK, I’ve milked that for all it’s worth.
