I was on a date earlier. Yeah! The waiter walks up…
My date: So you want to hear a blond joke?
Me: You see that I’m blond, right? (My thoughts: You see that our waiter is blond, right?)
My date: Oh, do they offend you? Like, you must’ve heard a million. (He looks up to our waiter with a ‘you’ll be fine’ smile and our waiter sighs and smiles.)
Me: No, they don’t really offend me but…
My date: So this blond…
Me: But…the waiter?
My date: He’ll think this is funny. Just let me tell it: So this blond…
I changed my mind and ordered steak and let him tell all of the blond jokes he wanted to. When I asked a personal question like, “So what are your hobbies” or “How do you like your job” he would say, “Oh, this one…this one IS the ONE.”
They were never even…like…so stupid that they’re funny. They were just ‘huh?’ funny or ‘seriously?’ funny. Probably all in the way he told them. I hope he’s not a comedian on the side.
My date: Excuse me. Bathroom.
Our waiter: Bud, if this is a date and he’s paying, let me get you a couple of desserts or another steak to-go.
Too bad he’s “happily straight and happily married”.
My date returns: So this one’s really great: The Pope and two Chinese girls…
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questionsomething said:
That sounds like a horrible date.
It’s a shame that, in today’s technology ridden society, you can’t just run off while he’s in the bathroom and never see him again :P
That might be cruel, but I’ve always wanted to do that haha
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