Ok, so CJ and I went on a date a while ago. I say date because we did date-like things. We first went for dinner, then went to see a movie, and then went for drinks at the nearest big box, semi trendy restaurant/lounge. We’re sitting there discussing, heatedly, how the men who show interest in us are Mr Wrong and Mr Ultra Wrong, and the waitress, as if on cue, walks over with a piece of paper in her hand. She looks uber mortified, and tells us “this is kind of weird, but there’s a table of guys over there who made some predictions about you and want to see if they’re right.” So we’re all “Uh, ok” and wondering what losers are making predictions about two women across the room. It turns out they couldn’t SEE CJ because of a pillar, so the predictions were, much to my dismay, solely about me. It is interesting to see what people assume about you before there has been any interaction! They so wrongly figured I was a single, cat-owning accountant, who makes between $35,000 and $45,000 a year, doesn’t care about fashion, works out, and doesn’t go out much. I haven’t a clue in the slightest how they figured out half these things, since I certainly wasn’t wearing sweatpants and my “It’s Accrual World” t-shirt or flashing around my “I heart Sir Fluffykins III” keychain.
Anyway, we sent the waitress back to tell them they were “right on some, wrong on others” and CJ, flat-out was like “Yeah, how about you just tell them they’re creeps.” We didn’t get any further predictions from them that evening.
Whatever happened to sending people drinks?! Have you ever had something weird sent to you at a restaurant or bar?
- Blondie
God I love douchebags! That’s awesome. I wonder if they realized their comments were somewhat insulting. Geez. That’s never happened to me before, thankfully.
I wonder if one of THEM was a single, cat-owning accountant and they were like “she’s going to think I’m so cool if I say she’s this!”
Oh man. At first I was thinking, hm, that could be an interesting pick-up, depending on the predictions. Like maybe guessing you were in a particular sorority in college, or such-and-such is your particular brand, or — if feeling saucy — that you are a part-time swimsuit model or something. But cats and accountants? What skeazeoids.
Although I’m totally intrigued by the sending-predictions-across-the-bar idea and, not going to lie, almost certain to NTKOG it next time I’m out…
favorite band*
I’m not even sure what “favorite brand” would mean — favorite fashion label, maybe? Although from what I know about these jerks, it sounds like they’d guest “Land’s End” or something equally inapprops.
Also also, is there really a T-shirt that says “Accrual World”? Because that is hilar and I may or may not have to get one for my accountant sister.
Yeah, you def need to do that! And buy a tshirt. It’s funny because they said I wasn’t fashionable because “Like, she doesn’t have a Coach bag or anything.” So maybe they WERE going to ask about my favourite brand!
Somebody complimented me on you today. I told them I couldn’t really take any credit for you
haha, I love it! I’m immensely flattered! Also, am I just being crazy, or should we totally do a blogging guest-post swap? You interested in being NTKOG? (Actually, imma shoot you an email in a mo…)
I agree with That Kind of Girl….at first I thought it would be an interesting pick up tactic – but if that was their attempt, they need serious help – it sounds more like a slam. And from viewing your daily ‘drobe, I’d say you have great fashion taste. Perhaps in a world of opposites, they’d be correct. I’d be interested to hear what they’d say about CJ
Thanks, bunbun. I WISH we could have heard what they said about CJ, but they couldn’t see her! I think she would have marched across the restaurant and handed them their paper inside a swift uppercut.
Yep, Blondie pretty much knows how I roll. Zing.
yes, that would have been a great site to see if it happened.
If I was Blondie, though, i’d be pretty pleased they noticed I ‘worked out.’ Those dang pipes, Blondie.
Hey everyone, did I tell you I arm wrestled CJ in the office and won? *flexes* *arms on shirt tear open*
Um Blondie. I thought we weren’t going to talk about that publicly.
Hey, you brought up the pipes *flexes again, annoyingly* I just elaborated
Wow. I like making predictions about people from across the room as much as the next guy (maybe more; I’m a creepy psychologist, after all), but I do it in my head.
I would have sent back predictions about them. Single, loves video games and lives in mom’s basement.
Haha. And you probably would have been DEAD ON with those. – CJ