Last night I ended up speaking on the phone with two of the three interesting-seeming guys from gayjews.net. One of them, it turns out, is actually the most boring person on the face of the earth; just in case this isn’t bad enough, however, he’s also a bankruptcy lawyer FOR THE CREDITORS. He spends fifty hours a week hounding lower middle class people who have been taken advantage of by evil credit card companies.
So I have a date with him on Saturday.
I am looking forward to this with all the anticipation one might feel for, oh, say, liposuction performed without anaesthetic, but since we had already said we’d meet, I didn’t know how to get out of it once I found out what he did for a living.
The other is even worse. I spent half an hour on the phone with him and he actually sounds incredibly sexy, so of course he is going on Thursday to his FIRST MEETING OF THE LOG CABIN GAY REPUBLICANS CLUB.
Plus he mispronounced Elie Wiesel’s last name.
Jesus Christ, I sure know how to pick ’em, don’t I?
hey, I still promised you that ravishing, so…. 😉
Could be worse.. I once went out with a guy who later told me he really *Really* likes animals.. 😛 ew.
And you’re bashing my log cabin republicans why?
LOL! JUST KIDDING!
I’m just going to remind you of the Theatrical Extravaganza we witnefsed feveral years ago…
Ok, I love the man’s writing, but just how DO you pronounce Elie’s name?
It’s ell-LEE, not EE-ly.
As for credit cards, I have little sympathy for people who don’t understand that going into debt means accruing interest means getting deeper into debt. It’s a pretty basic concept. So while I have a hard time sympathizing with banks with a gagillion dollars, I have a hard time villifying them also.
Maybe I wouldn’t feel this way if I weren’t, as I type, working at a customer service job which largely consists of speaking to theatre patrons who can’t or won’t read any of the documentation that came with their tickets, or indeed the tickets themselves (for information such as dates and times). So at the moment I hate people. Especially the stupid ones. Which is to say all of them.
I will say this, a bankruptcy lawyer, on any side, sounds DULL. At least if he were fighting for the rights of the downtrodden he’d have some passion in him…
oops, last name. It’s WHY-zell, not, well, weasel.
i think its wierd that elie wiesel came up in conversation.
a:so would you like to meet for a drink?
b: i dont know, first id like to know who your favorite halocaust survivor is.
I’m puzzled. From the way you describe your conversation with the first guy, your distaste came only after you learned he was a bankruptcy lawyer (ie., after you set a date with him). This leads me to wonder: was he boring per se, and if so, why did you set a date with him, or was he boring only through your assessment of his career choice? Your assessment, by the way, brings to mind a moustache-twirling villian from a silent movie melodrama more than someone who studied law for several years. Is that what the first man said he did, or what you infer from your own idea of what a bankruptcy lawyer does? Truth told, it sounds like you were looking for reasons to dislike both men prior to meeting them.
The correct pronunciation to Elie Wiesel is EL-ee Vee-ZELL.