Thursday, August 30, 2007

Worst Pick Up Line Ever

So I was walking down the street in a cute, brightly colored sundress and high heels. I didn’t think much of it; to be honest, I’m not sure I had any make up on yet.

All of a sudden, I hear someone screaming.

"Hey – you dropped something!"

Shit. I’m always doing that! I’m so clumsy and careless and irresponsible. Thank God there are nice people who let me know I’m about to lose something forever. I began to scour the sidewalk.

Then he said something again.

I couldn’t hear him, so I shot the man in the truck a puzzled look, and began searching the sidewalk even harder.

He shouted again, but the humming of engines drowned out his voice once more. If only I could hear what he was saying! Maybe he saw what I dropped – or where – so I could narrow my search. It did sound like he was describing the soon-to-be-lost object…

This time he was practically hanging out his window: "It was my jaw!"

Oh, please. I didn't think men actually said those horrific things? I rolled my eyes.

As if I didn't hear it the first time, he screamed the punch line again, beaming with pride. I walked away.

Lame.

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