Friday, January 25, 2008

I Think I Handled That Pretty Well...

As I was walking back from class, she approached me.  I took off my headphones, and she said "I feel like I'm going to regret it if I don't say anything... Um... I have feelings for you..."

Wait a beat, I thought. Let the suspense build Don't be a dick, but make sure she knows how you feel.  And try to let her down easy.  "What are you, goin' to class?" I said. "You should watch out for ghosts!"  Well done, sir.  Well done.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Sanguine Torment

Looking at her perfect, red, curly hair caused a sudden depression. "You realize," I said, "that if we had children... they'd probably have red hair too. The freckles, the perfectly white skin, the constant ridicule... I don't know if I can bring a child into the world with that kind of curse. White-haired octogenarians begging for hair transplants... I can't do that to another human being."

"I know," she replied, with a small, comforting smile. "But there's always a chance."