Small Towns are trouble with a capital ‘T’ whoops … Trouble.
Um so sometimes when you deal locally you can encounter situations that are um awkward…. like meeting the guy you have been flirting with online and finding out he is seeing one of your good friends.
Me: Hire Me! I am a computer nerd and will work for food or small funds.
He: Pleased to meet another Computer Nerd! blah blah yakkity schmackkity… So what is the web programmer doing this weekend?
Me: That is all I get? Not even a few lines? Aw… so sad.
He : (apologized profusely and then divulged his plans for the weekend)
….. something awkward happens ……
He: Thanks for coming to my party ********* And leaving the cards. They will be used!
Me: I think I put it together some time last night. Hey I ‘know’ that guy. Perhaps you knew right off the bat but I didn’t….. blah blah…..
He: Who else do you know that knows me?
Me: Just girls…… I like girls…….
Er… and then my stupid girlfriend dumped his ass. Stupid girl. He was quality people. Perhaps the lame dialog here doesn’t really do him justice but I assure you. By the way… not the first person she and I both ‘know’.
