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The Initial Meeting – Our Hero Does Not Make The Greatest First Impression
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| Hi! I’m Dirk, you must be Julie. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. | |
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| Holy fucking balls a ponytail? He looks like some sort of washed up campus radical – how old is this fucking guy any way? | |
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Early In The Date Our Hero Makes Another Mistake – He Is Not Letting Her Drone On About Herself
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| Then I went to college at blah blah blah, got married, blah blah blah, divorced, blah blah blah, then dated blah blah blah, my hobies are blah blah blah…. | |
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| This guy is putting me to sleep, looks like I will be back home pretty soon to be with my cats and Anne Rice novels. | |
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But Our Hero Saves The Date By Pretending To Be Interested In What She Might Have To Say
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| I just realized we have not talked about you. I want to hear all about you. In fact, I can listen to you talk about yourself all evening – that would never get old. | |
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| Wow, this guy kind of rocks. I think I will let him snort coke off my tits and blow him during the cab ride home. | |
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