A LESSON IN DEFLECTION
Tonight, while playing pool on Yahoo:
poolking07: hi
(me): hello
poolking07: asl
Note: I hate this crap. It’s usually a precursor to some pervert trying to get a little online action. LAME.
2nd Note: ASL stands for age/sex/location. It bears noting that I have at times been a geriatric non-english speaking Ecuadoran woman in order to avoid having to comunicate at all. Como? No habla!
Moving on.
(me): nah
poolking07: Common, how old are you.
(me): 900
poolking07: No you’re not
(me): OK no I’m not.
poolking07: so?
(me): so what?
poolking07: how old?
(me): how old what?
poolking07: HOW OLD ARE YOU
(me): 77
poolking07: really?
(me): no, not really
poolking07: ummm…..
poolking07: so what do you like to do
(me): knit
poolking07: knit? whats that
(me): knitting, like with needles
(me): yarn….
poolking07: oh…so….
poolking07: do you have a bf?
(me): do I have a broken fence?
poolking07: no, a bf
(me): a blue face?
poolking07: A BOY FRIEND
(me): oh a boy friend
poolking07: ya
poolking07: so do you?
(me): do I what?
poolking07: HAVE ONE
(me): one what? You really are very hard to talk to, you know
(me): explain yourself
poolking07: huh?
(me): you aren’t even making sense.
(me): here we have this fantastic chance for communication, and you are wasing my time with your gibberish.
poolking07: huh?
(me): I’ve had enough of this nonsense.
poolking07: ummm…..
Internet, I can only say that by this point I am LOL-ing and really, where’s the harm in that?
