Blogger Reveals Contents Of Email He Sent To Another Blogger
So I send an email to my blogger friend Falwless this morning about something that happened last night and she said I should post it. Here you go:
......Also, was getting a beer in West Chester at the end of the day and this is what really happened. Only 6 people in this Irish Pub [Kildare's]. This hot chick. I mean hot - approaches me. I'd been reading the blog comments on my blackberry but the whole subject of bloggers and meeting bloggers was kind of in my head. Oh yeah, and I have my best suit on so I'm looking gooood [I'm not making this part up]:
Chick: Excuse me.
Me: Hi
Chick: Are you Jim?
Me: Yep.
Chick: I'm Eileen.
Me: Hi. How are you doing Eileen (trying to figure out where I know her from).
Chick: So how are you?
Me: Pretty good.
Chick: So it's uh..nice to meet you.
Me: Wait do I know you?
Chick: yeah, we've talked and...yeah.
Me: What's your name?
Chick: Eileen. And you're Jim.
Me: Where do I know you from? (thinking she's a blogger that somehow found out who Zibbs was)
Chick: We were supposed to meet here for a date.
Me: ..Um. I don't think so.
Chick: Oh. (sits down 2 seats away)
Me: I'm married and I was just sitting here having a beer...
Chick: Oh well I was supposed to meet a blind date here and his name is also Jim. It's one of those online dating service things. You kind of look like what he described himself as (she looks confused)
Jim: Oh. Well he'll probably be here soon.
Chick: I thought that you saw me - then you were disappointed so you were pretending you weren't him.
Me: No. I'm married but if I wasn't I'd ...go out with you. (bartender is witnessing the whole thing)
..then I went on to talk for a few minutes and I told her I have a friend that's single and he's a good looking guy with a good job and he just started doing the online dating thing as well. She asked if I would give him her number and I said yes. Just then Jim (the poor man's Jim) walked in so we stopped talking. I was only there for one beer but she wrote her phone number (digits to the hep) on a napkin and gave it to the bartender when she went to the bathroom and the bartender slipped it to me. Interesting.
......Also, was getting a beer in West Chester at the end of the day and this is what really happened. Only 6 people in this Irish Pub [Kildare's]. This hot chick. I mean hot - approaches me. I'd been reading the blog comments on my blackberry but the whole subject of bloggers and meeting bloggers was kind of in my head. Oh yeah, and I have my best suit on so I'm looking gooood [I'm not making this part up]:
Chick: Excuse me.
Me: Hi
Chick: Are you Jim?
Me: Yep.
Chick: I'm Eileen.
Me: Hi. How are you doing Eileen (trying to figure out where I know her from).
Chick: So how are you?
Me: Pretty good.
Chick: So it's uh..nice to meet you.
Me: Wait do I know you?
Chick: yeah, we've talked and...yeah.
Me: What's your name?
Chick: Eileen. And you're Jim.
Me: Where do I know you from? (thinking she's a blogger that somehow found out who Zibbs was)
Chick: We were supposed to meet here for a date.
Me: ..Um. I don't think so.
Chick: Oh. (sits down 2 seats away)
Me: I'm married and I was just sitting here having a beer...
Chick: Oh well I was supposed to meet a blind date here and his name is also Jim. It's one of those online dating service things. You kind of look like what he described himself as (she looks confused)
Jim: Oh. Well he'll probably be here soon.
Chick: I thought that you saw me - then you were disappointed so you were pretending you weren't him.
Me: No. I'm married but if I wasn't I'd ...go out with you. (bartender is witnessing the whole thing)
..then I went on to talk for a few minutes and I told her I have a friend that's single and he's a good looking guy with a good job and he just started doing the online dating thing as well. She asked if I would give him her number and I said yes. Just then Jim (the poor man's Jim) walked in so we stopped talking. I was only there for one beer but she wrote her phone number (digits to the hep) on a napkin and gave it to the bartender when she went to the bathroom and the bartender slipped it to me. Interesting.
