Can you cook?

June 18th, 2008

I was having a beer at Uno’s out of all places (Hey, I was trapped in the South Bay for a couple hours!) I was finishing up a journal entry and on the last chug of my wheat ale when I was approached by a handsome 30 something year old.

Man: Are you a Writer?

Me: Yes.

Man: Don’t go anywhere, I have to go say goodbye to my friend. But don’t leave.
(man returns)

Man: So what are you working on?
(I explain.)

Me: Are you a writer too?

Man: No, I am in business.
(smalltalk. blah. blah. smalltalk. )

Me: Hey, I have to go now, but let me get your email address because I think you would really like my friend Anne.

Man: I’m in a committed relationship. I’m just really friendly.

Me: Word. Me too.
(more smalltalk which results in a conversation about food. )

Man: Do you cook?

Me: Yes. I love to cook!

Man: ….So what did you say your number was again?…LOL

Me: oh, you mean Anne’s number?

Man: There you go again, back to Anne. Can Anne cook?

Me: Yeah, she can make all kinds of stuff.

I close up the conversation and say my goodbyes.

–submitted by hit on whilst chugging–

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  1. newsflash: he wants to stay in his committed relationship, but also bang you.

    also, he probably suspected your friend might be fat.

    Comment by ELECTRIC BOOGALOO on June 24, 2008 at 1:54 am