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.

7 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.

Jenny said...

stand firm, Minnow.

Anonymous said...

That is amazing.

Kymical Reactions said...

Burn!

Bill From Gainesville said...

Awesome!

Lightning Strikes said...

Hahaha that's great!