Date - Tournament analogies
So tonight, I went on a date with a guy who was Cornell. He was pretentious, probably did pretty well for himself and sure liked to talk about how smart he was, how much $$ he made at his job at Amex. But when it came down to it, he was a pretentious ass who didn't even bother getting up from the table when I walked in or to get me a beer. Honestly, I don't care how much $$ you make, and as a matter of fact, I have dated wealthier. I'm perfectly capable of buying my own beer but I just want you to be polite and generous and frankly if you want to talk about how much $$ you make, buy me a $4 beer.
He was a total ass and when it came to the end of the date, I was Kentucky. I handed him his ass on a platter and literally almost got hit by a car trying to get away from him. I ran out into traffic. I was stared down by the angry cab driver who almost hit me. That was BARELY worth the point I got for enduring those two hours.
He was a total ass and when it came to the end of the date, I was Kentucky. I handed him his ass on a platter and literally almost got hit by a car trying to get away from him. I ran out into traffic. I was stared down by the angry cab driver who almost hit me. That was BARELY worth the point I got for enduring those two hours.
