O God. A guy I apparently gave my number to at a house party just called me like 17 seconds ago.
"Uh hey....it's Ivan*..."
"O. Aw. Haiii. How'r you?" says I.
"Well. I dunno if you remember giving me your number...or if you remember me. But...." His sentence kinda lamely puttered to a stop.
But what? Why are you calling me? Nervous laugh, "I don't remember giving you my number." I possibly do remember, but I'm also pretty sure I do not want to. In hindsight, he was a tad creep-o-esque.
"Right....well I was just wondering if maybe you'd wanna hang out after exams or something?"
NO! "Humm. Well." Breathe deeply to buy some time to think of how to best say maybe while actually meaning 'absolutely not,' .... "ya maybe?"
"Ok good luck studying. Bye."
FML.
It is never the people I want to call who call.
*Name has absolutely not been changed for privacy.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
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Does your innate Canadian politeness prevent you from giving out fake numbers?
ReplyDeleteAlso: Ivan? Really? What, is he Russian?
No it was my drunkenness that prevented me from giving out a fake number. Though I'm sure I was being very polite at the time.
ReplyDeleteAlso...his name wasn't in fact Ivan, I meant to type Evan. But he may be Russian, who knows?