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Friday, March 31, 2006 

The Designer

I really like my blog. When people post comments I usually reread my entry and laugh out loud. Not because I’m an exceptional writer or anything, but just because the things I think and say make me chuckle. Damn, I’m vain.

So I haven’t talked too much about my potential date with the Designer this weekend. (Oh, we’re gonna come up with a nickname for the Designer after my date with him. I don’t think I want to label him by his profession.) For those of you keeping track at home, the Designer is a guy I met at the Auto Show back in January and he just took the time to call me last week. He designs cars for a living.

Anyway, I’m not going into this date with a lot of confidence. We’ve talked on the phone twice already and the conversation seems to be a bit strained. Take for instance last night. He called me and he told me he was watching a Primetime special on torture. And he was telling me how awful torture is. Now, I’m being completely serious when I say I have no problem with torture. I’m more of a fan of psychological torture rather than physical torture. I think physical torture is barbaric. And I told him this. I think he was a bit shocked by my answer and gave me the following scenario: What if I had a Muslim friend and the government was watching me and they saw that I went to mosque with said friend and did some volunteer activities with the mosque. The government then deduced that I was a terrorist and applied torture methods on me. I responded that I thought his scenario contained a lot of holes. I don’t think anyone should be tortured just because they explore new religions. I told him the key to whether we should torture or not should be linked to solid intelligence. If you’re 99.9% sure that someone is engaging in illegal activities, then yes, torture away. But if you’re just going on speculation, you need to gather better intelligence first. Because his argument wasn’t solid or well thought out, I fear that he might be dumb.

Later in the conversation he told me that he couldn’t meet me for coffee on Saturday because his friend is throwing a birthday party for his girlfriend. He immediately asked if we could meet on Sunday. I told him it wasn’t a problem. He said he’s really worried about his friend because his girlfriend and his girlfriend’s parents are really pressuring this guy to marry this chica. I squirmed uncomfortably. I felt bad for the guy. No one should be pressured or tricked into marrying someone else. I asked the Designer what his thoughts were. He said that he too felt bad for his friend. He was pretty sure that his friend was going to propose this Saturday as he already bought a ring; however, his friend was real nervous about the situation.

His phone cut off while we were in the middle of talking about something. I thought he would call me back. He didn’t. I called him right before I went to bed and he told me that he now has a prepaid phone because of an $800 dispute he’s having with Verizon. I’m not going into the details because they are boring, but he ended by telling me that he’s put a call in to the local news ‘action team’ to see if they can get some resolution for him. I’m sure your town has an ‘action team’ on your news station. It’s always entertaining when they’re chasing people down and folks are cussing at the reporters. Looks like the Designer wants to get caught up in one of those situations to get his bill fixed. Classy. Gosh, it’s like the crazies just flock to me.

I don’t know how I feel about the Designer. He seems like a simple man. I don’t get a flutter in my tummy when I talk to him. He does play sports (soccer & basketball) so I’m sure he’s hot and in shape. I’m thinking things aren’t going to go well. I’m not trying to be negative, just realistic. I’ll check in after Sunday and let you know how it went.

an $800 phone bill - wtf?

and marriage? what is that? does that still exist anymore? until it's legal for pocketkip - it doesn't exist in my world.

he's boring me. get wasted and go home with somebody else. that trick never gets old.

This post is hilarious. I don't know about this guy, either. But I bet your date will give you fodder for another blog entry about all his unattractive idiosyncrasies. And if it gets really bad, do as Kip suggests above.

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