Last weekend a horrible, vapid woman told me that I was the worst conversationalist she'd ever met. I hadn't been speaking much over the last 15 minutes because I didn't trust myself to not immediately veer off course and describe the depths of her ignorance in fierce detail. I was actually left quite speechless by her remark. I thought about saying, "look, I spoke to you for a little while but I can't stand you, and if my friend over there wasn't planning on fucking the shit out of you later, I'd tell you exactly why I'm not speaking." Instead, I smiled while my friend defended me, and told the bitch that it was nice to meet her and that I hoped she'd have a lovely weekend.
I was proud of myself, but I kinda wished I'd said "see you next Tuesday."
I was proud of myself, but I kinda wished I'd said "see you next Tuesday."
alyk:
Do you want me to kick her ass for you? Because, just like Kimora Lee Simmons, "I will beat a bitches ass!" Well, probably not, but I do look for the opportunity to tell strangers that they are cunts...
lilyk:
jonah pre-kidney problems? or post kidney problems? 