12/04/2009

Say it Loud

Submitted by Michael:

Betsy and I talked on the phone a few times before meeting up, and I'm not exaggerating when I tell you that she had the loudest voice in the world. First I thought that the volume was way up on my telephone, and then I thought that maybe my hearing had markedly improved. It was neither of these things. Betsy's voice was louder than a can of Raid in a microwave.

Maybe it was just over the phone. Maybe in person she'd be quieter.

Nope. In person she was so loud that I needed earmuffs. On our way to dinner, I asked her if she wouldn't mind speaking a bit softer. After all, I was sitting right next to her and was not across, you know, a stadium.

She said, "Oh. I'm too loud? Fine! I'll just shut up!" and she was quiet for the rest of the date. I tried to tell her that I didn't mean it to be mean, but she didn't seem to care or else was insane.  She barely said a word for the rest of the date.

5 comments:

  1. Was she was louder than a skeleton having a fit on a tin roof!

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  2. Perchance she was louder than Tiger's mistresses in the prospect of 15 minutes of fame?

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  3. Perhaps louder than the level of corruption in the Amanda Knox trial?

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  4. The last half of that date doesn't sound so bad.

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