11/18/2016

Who's the Weirdest of Them All?

Story Sent in by Angela:

Gerald was a bit more awkward than he had come across over his emails. At dinner he passed a small rectangular mirror across the table at me and asked me if I needed a mirror.

"For what?" I asked.

"For anything," he replied.

I said, "I don't think I do but thank you."

He said, "That's good because I need it." He took it back and then tried to put it into his pocket but he somehow had lots of trouble fitting it back in, because he struggled with it for at least a minute. He finally gave up and set it aside himself in the booth.

At one point a bit later he took it out again, leaned it against the salt and pepper shakers to face himself, and said, "Now it's like I'm on a date with myself!"

I said, "Technically wherever you go, you're on a date with yourself."

He gave me a far away look as if I had said something profound. He didn't say much else for the rest of the date and when it was time to leave he grabbed his mirror and left without a word.

9 comments:

  1. He wanted to do some coke, perhaps? Since OP is not a coke head (good on her), she didn't pick up the unsubtle clue.

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    1. Millennials don't do coke... they do stuff like molly... :::shrug:::

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    2. Actually, in my old college town the millennials were all about weed and drinking until they saw sounds. I would watch them eat family-size bags of doritos and chug cheap vodka on the lawn from my dorm window.

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    3. Am I old or what? What the heck is "molly"?

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    4. Yes, you are old. Molly is MDMA. Usually more pure than E.

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  2. I feel that he was most likely testing OP to make sure that she wasn't an Aspect of Chunky Horse, as we all know that He does not have a reflection...

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  3. A failed attempt to setup the "Is that a mirror in your pocket? Because I can see myself in your pants!" pick-up line?

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    1. Actually, I think you got it right Tourist.

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