For a brief period of time that felt like centuries but was actually less that two weeks, I "dated" whom I like to call the "Do You Know" girl. And when I say "dated" I actually mean "followed her around while going bankrupt buying her stuff in the hopes that she might one day sleep with me." It was a very one-sided relationship, but I didn't care and clung to the hope that she would do whatever it took to keep the gravy train rolling before I ran out of money. After that, the money wouldn't matter, because she would fall hopelessly in love with me and we'd be blissfully happy together for the rest of our lives.
I don't think that I'm spoiling anything by revealing that things did not go according to plan.
Not only did I not get to sleep with her but, with the exception of a couple breezy kisses, the only physical contact I ever had was when she grabbed my ass in the shoe department of Lamonts. At the time, I was convinced true love was imminent. In retrospect, I'm guessing she was just trying to take my wallet.
Anyway... while I was biding my time for a glorious event that would never occur, I had to endure her one fatal flaw... a constant barrage of "Do You Know" questions that were not really questions, but instead thinly-veiled condescending attacks...
It drove me frickin' insane but, as I said, my eye was on the bigger picture.
Ten years later, and I'm on the phone with technical support for almost an hour trying to solve a major problem with my faithful 5-year-old laser printer. Once we've gone through all the usual crap that I had already tried a dozen times before I called, the support guy is at the end of his rope and finally gives up...
"Do you know printers like this should be replaced every three years?"
To which I immediately reply...
"Well, okay, but the sex had better be incredible."
This caused a bit of confusion, so I decided to clear things up...
"Ha, ha... just kidding. Looks like I'm the one who's going to get fucked today."
Do I have to be such a total smart-ass all the time?
I just giggled. Being a smart ass looks good on you :). It's amazing how long you waited for that sex and how much you put up with...you do know that you can just pay for that, don't you? (Of course, *you* don't have to cause the girls, the girls they love Dave).
Bless you. I have calls daily with managers, coworkers, tech support where I feel like saying pretty much the exact same thing. Nearest I've come is when a manager said 'Tell me if this is a dumb idea, or if it'll cost too much', to which my answer was "Yes". When asked for clarification, it was "That's the most idiotic thing I've heard you say yet, *and* it'll cost a small fortune". My boss has started lining up people he's annoyed with when he sees I'm in a bad mood, just so I can chew them out :-)
Posted by Jordan on February 12, 2008 | Reply
Do you know that you made me laugh today? Thanks for that!
>You always end up paying for it... one way or the other! :-)
True that.
Posted by carlos.m.hernandez on February 13, 2008 | Reply
Oh Dave.
What an absolutely perfect story for Valentine's Day Week.
Posted by Kachina Crowe on February 13, 2008 | Reply
Answer, and unequivocal "YES."
And that is why we like you.
Posted by bogup on February 13, 2008 | Reply
Do you know that fucking with technical support jackasses can make you smile? :-)
Posted by Coal Miner's Granddaughter on February 13, 2008 | Reply
THAT's what dating is?
I need to find someone to date me...
Posted by Miss Britt on February 13, 2008 | Reply
I'm a long-time lurker, but I have to comment today - that made me laugh out loud! Nice!
Posted by Joy on February 13, 2008 | Reply
I've never understood the concept of bleeding a guy dry for the "pleasure" of dating me. If I don't like the guy enough that I'd pay HIM for the pleasure of spending time with him, then I'm wasting my own time. Then again, I've never had a printer that lasted five years... So, what do I know.
Posted by Atomic Bombshell on February 13, 2008 | Reply
I had a sales guy try to push the extended warranty on my friend by telling her that CRT in an TV is designed to last only a year.
She declined the extended warranty. It's been more than 15 years and the TV is still working. (It would seem she lucked out and got one that was over designed.)
And now there is Sierra Mist all over my keyboard. Totally worth it though.
Posted by FrancesDanger on February 13, 2008 | Reply
I never thought I'll read something heart-breaking, hilarious, and cringe at the same.
Next time you feel lusty again, you can always throw that money into a plane ticket to Hong Kong, and I'll show you the junk you can buy. It'll be more satisfying.
Hell, I'll even throw you to a couple of bars where some hoochies will be happy to give you more-than-breezy kisses. :) LOL
Posted by CuriosityKiller on February 13, 2008 | Reply
Your story about this girl got under my skin. I actually found myself all outraged thinking of her/you while trying to go to sleep. Maybe she'll cross the street while concentrating so hard on wiggling her ass and looking back haughtily at her current victim that she gets wetly smacked by a big garbage truck going 70.
Happy Valentine's Day.
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