Now that you mention Oedipus. . .
Because I'm supposed to be "busy," "preparing a presentation," here's a little something I learned in my early days in LA way back in the summer of 2003. It was the first (and actually only) time I've gone out with someone who (a) I didn't meet through some common friend or pathetically contrived medium and (b) asked me out in a library.
A sign your 30-year-old date might not be individuated from his mother:
Kelly: "You and your mom went to a picnic last weekend? I thought you were from Michigan?"
Date in non-ironic sportcoat and loafers: "Yeah, well my mom moved out here after she retired, now she manages apartments. We were at her complex picnic."
Kelly: "Really? Your mom moved out here for you?"
Sportcoat/Loafers: "Yeah. I'm an only child."
Next, please! *
*Many other factors contributed to making this date very, very painful. It wasn't just the mom thing.
A sign your 30-year-old date might not be individuated from his mother:
Kelly: "You and your mom went to a picnic last weekend? I thought you were from Michigan?"
Date in non-ironic sportcoat and loafers: "Yeah, well my mom moved out here after she retired, now she manages apartments. We were at her complex picnic."
Kelly: "Really? Your mom moved out here for you?"
Sportcoat/Loafers: "Yeah. I'm an only child."
Next, please! *
*Many other factors contributed to making this date very, very painful. It wasn't just the mom thing.
posted by kelly at 9:26 PM
3 Comments:
Hahahaha...
While I've been reading Gig I keep on thinking in the back on my mind that I would love to do an interview like that, and get it published. Of course I'm a giant slacker, and I doubt people would give much consideration to an out-of-work writer, but who knows.
I've asked a girl out in a library before... it ended up being lame, I think next time if I do that I'll make sure I pay attention to the book she is reading or checking out.
No one mentioned Oedipus... you mentioned Oedipus!
Are sportcoats and loafers acceptable dating attire. If so I've been doing it all wrong. My rule is if a sportscoat is to be worn, follow it up with a more casual shoe than a loafer; athletic shoes or the like. The coat says "I can be serious and a hard worker" the shoes say, "I'm a lot of fun in the sack"
Would you've struck him from the list if he'd been wearing a stained sweater that is stretched and, therefore, not that flattering to his increasingly doughy figure. And if he'd've been reading "Mein Kampf". Oh, and maybe just a little a little intoxicated!
TOO BAD! HE'S TAKEN!
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