S.A.:"Hi. I'm S.A."
Girl: "Hi. I'm (irrelevant)."
[Time lapses as I drink myself stupid and say things that are undoubtedly funny, but are incomprehensible to her.]
S.A.: "So what do you do to pay the rent in this crazy city?"
Girl: "Freelance."
S.A.: "I'm sorry. Maybe I'm drunk, but could you describe freelance to me. I mean, I understand the concept, but it sounds like bullsh*t and leads me to believe your parents are subsidizing your extravagant lifestyle."
Girl: "Haha. You're such an ass. Freelance is anything you want it to be. For me it happens to be writing."
S.A.: "Oh that's cool. It sounds demanding. I'd imagine I'd be a good freelancer."
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