Run Like an Egyptian

Story Sent in by Ann:

Jack took me to the Metropolitan Museum of Art during our first date together. When we were in the Egyptian art section he said, "Good thing they're not around, anymore. We'd all be slaves."

I corrected him, "I'm pretty sure that there are still Egyptians around."

He said, "No. They're an ancient civilization. Wiped out. Gone."

"Then who lives in Egypt?"

He then said, "You're stupid," and walked away from me too fast for me to come up with a good verbal comeback.

My feet weren't that slow, though. And they carried me far and away from him.


  1. The correct comeback is, "I know you are, but what am I?"

    1. I prefer "So's your FACE!"

    2. I like "That's not what your mom/dad said last night".

    3. I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you!

  2. If he's talking about the cultural aspects of Ancient Egypt, he's technically correct...

    The last Pharaohs (like Cleopatra) weren't even Egyptian, but Greek, and then Nubian...

    1. Yes, he seems like the type that was engaged in a discussion of the decline of Egypt through Ptolemaic times. The loss of the Old Kingdom, the imposition of the worship of Ra on the populace, etc.

      Similarly, I like to go the Met and when my date comments on post Glorious Revolution paintings of English royalty I scream "Sheeple! That's not the true King!" And then I loudly explain that the true King was James the Pretender. My goal in these interactions is really to make the date cry. That's how I love myself.

  3. @ JMG - That ear worm of a song is now in residence in my head for the rest of the day. Thanks for that. Actually I really like that song, so I'm all good with it.

    1. Heh! That's the last song I heard before I shut the phone down and started working this morning.

      Have you ever tried to karaoke it? Just not possible as far as I'm concerned.

  4. You did notice the part where he thinks you don't exist anymore, right? That you all died out years ago?

    It's something I, as a Native American, have come across way more often than you'd think.


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