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"Wow, I really like your earrings," said totally not attractive co-worker I made out with after consuming roughly a gallon of scotch at the firm xmas party. "They really have flair."
I couldn't make this shit up if I wanted to. He actually used that word.
Needless to say, the earrings have been uncerimoniously disposed of, and the post below just became far, far less funny.
I couldn't make this shit up if I wanted to. He actually used that word.
Needless to say, the earrings have been uncerimoniously disposed of, and the post below just became far, far less funny.
posted by Helen the Felon at 12:19 PM
5 Comments:
I have moved into the mode of deciding potential sleeping and/or dating partners much like a bank decides loans:
Used the word “flair?” Application: REJECTED
Abs that can crack walnuts? Application: APPROVED
Thinks Condi Rice is smart? Application: REJECTED
Could be mistaken for a hobgoblin? Application: REJECTED
Anderson Cooper? Application: APPROVED
It makes my day much more interesting. I also usually add sound effects to simulate stamping the application. I am just saying.
So by that chat up line I guess he still fancies you and thinks you have flair, at least you know where you stand!
'Flair' sounds gayer than 'fabulous'.
As a mostly heterosexual man I have never once said flair. You should have kicked him right in the nuts. Or just have a few scotches before the next interaction. I bet he'd let you hang his nuts from your ears if you wanted.
christmas party in april... are you sure that was scotch dear?
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