T'was a beautiful April morning, 8am and yet the weather was already warm and breezy with blue skies. I had just pretty much destroyed my psychology midterm (thanks Dr. Schatz), and was talking about it to a friend of mine, trying as always not to seem like a douchebag by saying that I thought the midterm was easy (turns out people really don't like that). Out of nowhere, her boyfriend pops up and tells her that he really needs to talk to her.
She tells him in no uncertain terms that he can 'blow it out his ass' and then turns away with a huff, dismissing him. Apparently they had a huge fight the night before and he was trying to make it up to her. I awkwardly stood there, not sure if I should sympathize with him and give them some privacy, or if I should side with her and stay there helping her ignore him. He then proceeded to tell her why he loved her, and it would have been beautiful and romantic and adorable....had it not been word-for-word copied from the famous speech from "When Harry Sally", a rather famous romantic-comedy from 1989. I knew that movie so well, three of my favorite jazz songs were part of that movie's soundtrack.
So there I am, not believing my own ears, as this guy proceeds to win his gf over by repeating a speech from a movie...and this girl was eating it up! "Injustice!" my mind screamed, "I must stop it"
He was saying, " i can still smell.."
"...your perfume on my clothes" I broke in. "Wow, you really should be more original, dude, wtf."
Predictably, when i explained it to her, the girl freaked out, cursed him, and stalked off. Leaving me with the sinking realization that I possibly just broke up a boyfriend and girlfriend, and that i was left alone with a murderous giant white guy. He socked me in the chest twice, and then just left. That was two days ago, my chest still hurts.
I doubt i'll get much sympathy for this, but hopefully writing about it will help me to remember just to keep my wit to myself at prudent times. ><
Me and my big mouth.....
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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3 comments:
Son that guy was going to get some.
Don't play a hate.
Ouch. Look on the bright side, if she ever got around to watching When Harry Met Sally, she'd recognize the speech and realize her boyfriend was a plagiarist. In any case, a guy who doesn't bother to come up with his own take-me-back speech isn't a keeper.
The moral of the story is that you should be doing more crunches.
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