Dating Tips, with Scott.
I went out for drinks with a girl tonight, and I learned a life lesson.
A bit of setup. I met up with her in her neighbourhood and we hopped in a cab to come downtown. Like a gentleman, I opened the door for her and closed it behind her and walked around and blah blah blah. Pretty standard stuff.
I paid the driver and went to get out of the cab and shut the door behind me. Into her head.
I closed the cab door into the face of my date.
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I really thought she was going to get out of the cab on HER SIDE.
But it doesn’t change the fact that I’m as smooth as effin’ sandpaper.
Nothing like bonding over pain. At least it’ll make a good cocktail party story later on in life. I hope the move didn’t sabotage everything though. lol.
Awww man, that blows. Well…it happens. Honest mistake.
LAWL! At least you’re blogging again.
If she looked clearly upset and annoyed with you, I’d have tried to finish the job. Ie, slam it into her again, knock her out cold, and run like a motherfucker. Then atleast there’s no awkward moments.
(that’s exam-stress talking).
Silly Scott… maybe you should just stick to one girl at a time
P.S. You are a keeper of the truth for anecdotal brilliance!! I’m onto you…
P.P.S. Wasn’t this entry supposed to be titled something about Bananas? I can’t remember but am still very dissapointed.
LOL sucks man, im sure you were ably to play it off smooth… just say…
“Your face was so beautiful that i would have been to intimidated to talk to you all evening, so i had to modify it.”
I’m so sorry, Scott, but the entry did make me laugh on an unusually sad day. The pain you caused was balanced elsewhere in the universe by your sharing the story.
I hope the date concluded without further mishaps and potential decapitations.
that’s classic, uncle scott. you totally made my day.