Saturday, May 02, 2009

Because the beautiful were never meant to suffer

Last night I encountered PTSD girl again. She was out with one of her friends while I was out with one of mine. At one point, on the way back from the restroom, I stopped at their table to say hi and ended up talking to PTSD girl while her friend went to talk to my friend. When I went back to sit with him he relayed part of their conversation to me:

My Friend: Are you trying to set [Minnow] up with [PTSD girl]?

Her Friend: No. I already tried that once. I don't think he likes her.

My Friend: Well, she's really not his type of girl.

Her Friend: What is his type?

My Friend: Attractive.

There's nothing like a little brutal honesty to make sure the record is set straight.

8 comments:

Shannon said...

LOL- Love it! :)

Bunny Hugger said...

HA HA HA HA! Okay that is funny. But seriously, I think you need some new hangouts. Because how do you run into people in Vegas? Honestly, I don't hang out in places where I am likely to be recognized by people who know me.

Anonymous said...

:)

Boxer said...

stand firm, Minnow.

dsbarringer said...

That is amazing.

kmwthay said...

Burn!

Bill From Gainesville said...

Awesome!

Lightning Strikes said...

Hahaha that's great!