Story Sent in by Rachael:
Towards the end of our first date, Ryan took me to a great local bakery and we each ordered a cookie. I bought a Heath Bar cookie and he bought an oatmeal raisin.
We sat down and I asked him if he wanted to split the cookies. He said, "Sure," and so I gave him half of mine.
He gobbled up what I handed him and then he ate his entire cookie in less than 10 seconds. I was left with only half of the cookie I had bought.
"I thought we were going to split them!" I said.
"Oh. You said you were just giving me half of your cookie."
"No! I asked if you wanted to split cookies. I know what I said."
"Fine!" he yelled, frightening me. He then jumped up, went to the counter, ordered up 10 Heath Bar cookies, paid for them, slammed them down on the table in front of me, and left without another word.
They were delicious.
Mmmmmmmm....hate cookies are the best kind of cookies.
ReplyDeleteAlong with modern impatience (three seconds is too long), the gnat attention span, and accelerated time - comes the date where people don't even bother exhibiting their best behaviors, and go right to contempt at the end of a relationship. (btw - at first I only wrote "hahaha !" Architect. ~Thought I'd better write something or keep appearing to be a stalking fan or something.) :P
ReplyDeleteA fat girl's dream date...
ReplyDeleteRyan's a slacker. He should be dating Dinner or Gambling Whores or Sugar Babies so he can passive-aggresively lose LARGE amounts of money.
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