A Blogging Myth
Shades of Gray: A Blogging Myth
It's one of life's little secrets. When confronted with an uncomfortable question don't get bent all out of shape. Instead, pause, smile, then deflect it with another question. Works every time.
'Are you hung?'
Pause, smile.
'Why? Are you a size-queen?'
Then watch them squirm as they try to backtrack.
'Um... No! Of course not... I was just, you know... Kidding around.'
Last night at the gym, a former trick. A question. One hundred ways to never answer.
'So is it true?'
'Is what true?'
'I heard you have a secret blog.'
'You did?'
'That's what everyone says, but no one knows if it actually exists or if it's just an urban myth.'
Smile. Pause.
'Who's everybody?'
'I don't remember. Everybody. I hear you rate all your dates, give them a review.'
'Is that right?'
'Well do you?'
'Nope, but it sounds fascinating.'
I didn't lie. I don't rate them and I hardly ever give a review. Per se.
'I heard that you really go into details. That you have like hundreds of hits a week. You can tell me, is it true?'
'No.'
It's not hundreds. More like thousands.
'Come on. Tell me!'
'Tell you what?'
'Just say yes or no?'
'Yes or no?'
'That means you do have a blog.'
'It does?'
'I hate you.'
'No you don't.'
'No, I don't.'
'So how did I rate? What was my review like?'
'So is this what this is all about? You want to know how good you are in bed?'
'Um...no I was just... you know... I'm just kidding.'
'Of course you are.'
'You suck.'
I smile, then walk away. Works every time. "
It's one of life's little secrets. When confronted with an uncomfortable question don't get bent all out of shape. Instead, pause, smile, then deflect it with another question. Works every time.
'Are you hung?'
Pause, smile.
'Why? Are you a size-queen?'
Then watch them squirm as they try to backtrack.
'Um... No! Of course not... I was just, you know... Kidding around.'
Last night at the gym, a former trick. A question. One hundred ways to never answer.
'So is it true?'
'Is what true?'
'I heard you have a secret blog.'
'You did?'
'That's what everyone says, but no one knows if it actually exists or if it's just an urban myth.'
Smile. Pause.
'Who's everybody?'
'I don't remember. Everybody. I hear you rate all your dates, give them a review.'
'Is that right?'
'Well do you?'
'Nope, but it sounds fascinating.'
I didn't lie. I don't rate them and I hardly ever give a review. Per se.
'I heard that you really go into details. That you have like hundreds of hits a week. You can tell me, is it true?'
'No.'
It's not hundreds. More like thousands.
'Come on. Tell me!'
'Tell you what?'
'Just say yes or no?'
'Yes or no?'
'That means you do have a blog.'
'It does?'
'I hate you.'
'No you don't.'
'No, I don't.'
'So how did I rate? What was my review like?'
'So is this what this is all about? You want to know how good you are in bed?'
'Um...no I was just... you know... I'm just kidding.'
'Of course you are.'
'You suck.'
I smile, then walk away. Works every time. "
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