(an amusing quote from "Such a Little Thing Makes Such a Big Difference" by Morrissey)
Dear 21 year old, very cute male lab partner,
You have made me feel like a dirty old woman. I can't help but notice you're good-looking. And funny. I couldn't help feeling a little smug that you chose to sit near me instead of any number of cute little things in the class (in your FACE, cute little things!). I understand why: We are both serious about getting good grades and having fun in the process.
But goodness gracious, when I was talking about wearing jammies to school, whyyyyyy did you have to say, "My jammies are nothing, so I can't come to school in them"?
I managed to recover by truthfully stating, "Thanks. That put a mental image in my head that'll take forever to get out." And using a tone that conveyed sarcasm and disgust. My tone MAY have been a little off from the truth. Just a tad.
Thanks for the cheap thrills,
DH
PS. It would never work between us...but we'll always have *dramatic pause* playdough!
2 comments:
My request for a hot lab partner is in the post. I'm here! Been with family and had some deep meaningful thoughts about Threshold. All is sorted though!
HEHE
Funny note. Shall I write a story about the lab partner? I would like a copy of the note to distribute to several too-young-cuties as I see fit. Need I credit you in the PS section? (you see my grad school training has at least taught me how to credit sources).
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