Wednesday, October 31, 2018
Date
unrelentingly Austrian School!”
“More like Austrian FOOL!”
Mari had had enough.
Surprising Andre, since she
had been so quiet on this
first date arranged by sadistic
mutual friends.
The second surprise: She insisted
on another meeting!
“Thought I’d actually enjoy expressing
a few random thoughts about mySELF?”
He agreed with sudden grace.
Already planning the text cancelling out.
“Any stage being too small for two
such wits!” he announced to Carol
at the office next day.
“Uh huh? Two MALE wits, I’d agree!”
“You women are a blatant CONSPIRACY!”
“Never forget it!”
“Where are the snows of yesteryear?”
Puzzling her, so he didn’t add “And
the girls who gush over obvious
brilliance?”
Labels: blind date, competition, ego, female, intellectuals, male, wit
Saturday, December 06, 2014
Limp Meeting
(Try Another Room for Romance)
-Excuse me, but we’ve both waited an hour or so.
Our dates aren’t showing.
-Just another one of these lousy, rotten...!
-Me too. Distressing. Let’s get coffee.
-With you? A stranger?
-Not so! I’m on Facebook.
-Does anybody like you?
-Three. All in Iceland.
-Excuse ME, now. But the light suddenly got better: you’re hardly a bargain.
-It’s tuned to the warmth of bodies.
-Is this a mortuary establishment or a bookstore?
-Anyway...you should talk!
-Me, I know. I was appraising you.
-Well, don’t! Enough hurt tonight, thank you.
-No hurt! Facts for both of us. So what? The Handsomes rule us out! Who needs ‘em?
-Let’s not have coffee in the store. Bookish types stare, and categorize in ice.
-Then where?
-Lou and Letty’s All Nighter across the rain-soaked street. Their neon shimmering!
-Any good?
-Fine for our purpose.
-Who pays?
-Dutch. From here to infinity.
-Let’s not go there.
-To Lou and Let...?
-You know what I mean.
Labels: blind date, bookstore, hurt, stood up
