Not nice of me or my friend (or: fun with texting)

I went on a (blind) date last night, which was...well, ridiculous. The guy I met was one of the most uninformed people I've encountered in ages (he actually asked me, "so, do you think the recession is going to impact NYC at some point?" as if there had been no layoffs or crises in the city in the past six months -- among other inane things) and it was PAINFUL. I am convinced he actually may live in a cave.

At some point, my level of annoyance was overwhelming and it became hard to be nice, so I politely ended the evening...and then had the following text exchange with one of my favorite people in the world. We're not nice, but I do find us amusing.

Him: I love it. And it's okay to be mean to dumb people. I don't think they know the difference.

Me: I actually just choked on my wine. This is why I adore you.

Him: The fact that you are still having wine [ed note: it was Midnight] makes me love you.

Me: Also, it's in a coffee mug and I'm finishing watching Ray J.

Him: If I were only straight.

Me: Or I were a gay man...actually, can you imagine how horrific (and by that, I mean amazing) our DVR would be?

Him: We would have to fight over who got to watch Ray J vs. Tool Academy. Amazing.

Me: We'd just get two DVRs in our fab house. Or have wine and forget what we were fighting about. Or our manservant, Rick [ed note: our fave bartender] would settle it.

Him: I am telling him that when we see him next.

Me: I don't doubt that.

Comments

[sizzle]

Hee hee

[kapgar]

I think stories like this are why I adore you.

[Jessica]

This cracks me up!

Blind dates...ugh.