About once a year, my mom tries to set me up with a girl that she's met. Right now it's her personal trainer from the Y.
Last year I actually went out on a lunch date with a girl she had randomly met at a store. It was pretty bad but it inspired the following for you to enjoy:
So This Is Why I Don't Let My Mom Set Me Up On Dates:
Ok, so my Mom meets this girl who has been accepted to Tech and wants me to meet her for lunch and talk to her about Tech. "You might be coming down every weekend to see her after this Trey." Not to say that this girl wasn't nice, or pretty (she was both, in fact), but it's just interesting to see what my Mom thinks I should be looking for. Here's some of the conversation:
Me: Well I'm doing Computer Science up at Tech.
Her: Oh, I couldn't do that. My Mom just got me a laptop, and we couldn't figure out how to cut the thing on for 15 minutes. I mean, I got the lid open, but we couldn't figure out how to cut the thing on.
Me (outloud):Oh wow,
Me (in my head): .... oh wow
Her: I will probably live on campus, there are to many Mexican bums standing around Atlanta off campus.
Me (outloud): Yeah, they keep the campus pretty safe.
Me (in my head): This girl = mugged city
Her: My friend is leaving soon to spend two years in Japan studying art.
Me: Oh wow, that sounds awesome. I would love to do something like that.
Her: Oh I think you'd have to be crazy to do something like that.
Me (in my head): I pooped a ghost.
Her: I'm interested in politics too.
Me: Yeah, there are plenty of people up at Tech to talk about politics with.
Her: Do you watch the Fox news channel?
Me (outloud): No, not really.
Me (in my head): god please say 'me either'
Her: Well there is this show called 'The O'Reilly Factor' that I love to watch. My mom thinks I'm such a dork
Me (in my head): I can't believe you just admitted that in public. Get out of town republican brown.
Her: I can't believe those kids with Asian cars that think they can beat mustangs and cameros.
Me (in my head): My Asian car can beat mustangs and cameros.
Me (outloud): My Asian car can beat mustangs and cameros.
Her: I just rode in a foreign for the first time last week, I didn't like it.
*At this point my brain had fallen out of my head, and I began to munch on it, thinking it to be my hamburger*
I think I'll just stick to hippy artsy girls. And by that, I mean no girls, cause I go to Tech
Also, this blog reached over 100 hits in the first month, the best I've done so far. Most of them aren't me, sweet!
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2 comments:
I hope she said "foreign" with as much disdain as I imagined into that sentence.
Because that's the only way to say it, aside from mild-to-moderate disgust.
Freedom is the only wa-hay!
Yee-haw!
So I was looking through Charlie's links and found your blog. I read a couple of recent posts and found them entertaining enough to start from the beginning. I must say that you are incredibly funny. Most of the time I don't actually understand why I'm laughing but I'm laughing all the same. This post is my favorite so far. I definitely have a new opinion of your fellow Augustians. She may have been nice but she sounds like she grew up Deliverance-ville. First time in a "foreign"? Is she for real?
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