I met this guy at a friend's wedding recently and we got along great. He made me laugh. He asked me to dinner the next week. Cool!
We had dinner, he KILLED me with laughter. I seriously had to stop laughing at one point because I was about to pee myself and that just wouldn't be ladylike.
He travels for work a lot and told me he was going on a trip to Lake Tahoe this week. Poor fella was sick with the flu over the weekend, so I sent him a text on my way home from work last night. And so began one of the strangest text conversations I've ever had.
Tabbie: Hope you're feeling better & enjoying your "work", funny man.
Him: Air is thin
(Tahoe is up in the mountains. Okayyy...?)
Tabbie: Yeah. Go to an oxygen bar. It makes a world of difference especially if you're drinking.
Him: My job promotes drinking yeah
Tabbie: Dude then take my advice & go breathe pure oxygen so u don't do a crappy job of drinking for work!
Him: Heart beats harder
(WTF)
Tabbie: That could just be all the excitement
Him: I like it warm
Tabbie: What?
Him: Altitude
Tabbie: U like warm altitude?
Him: I like it warm
Tabbie: Well, this is an odd conversation.
Him: Its the drinking abd altitude
Tabbie: Whoa drunk by 7. Good work!
Him: Good time
(so I thought that was the end, but at 12:54 am...)
Him: Oh
(so strange... right? I sent this one back at 5 this morning)
Tabbie: Random Oh in the night? Hmmm
(then at just past 7am)
Him: Pain
Tabbie: Drink some water take an aspirin and go back to sleep
Him: The best hangover remedy is sex
Tabbie: So have sex. Duh.
Him: Ya there are no soft women here, my profession still has a lot of males
Tabbie: Bummer. Maybe u should try to handle it urself
Him: I know. It is happy right now
Him: Say something dirty
Tabbie: R u still drunk?
Him: Yep
Him: Dirty birdy
Tabbie: Ah. That explains a lot. OMG.
Him: Sex is a good thingy
Tabbie: Ummmm yeah
Him: I think sex with you would be a good thingy, you look soft
Him: It would
Tabbie: Wow. U may want to consider sleeping this one off. Not that I disagree about sex with me being a good thingy.
Him: Sweet, I'm trying to but need to handle myself first
Tabbie: good luck
Him: Nice
(and several minutes later)
Him: Pain
Tabbie: You're repeating yourself, drunky.
Him: No, I was coming full circle
Tabbie: Oh
Him: Ya
He's joining me for a friend's birthday party on Friday night. I wonder if he's crazy or just REALLY REALLY wasted. Miss M, please give me a breakdown of what you think of him? Of course, he may get REALLY REALLY wasted at your party too and then we may never know.
Shouting into the void
1 year ago
