This Post Has Nothing Whatsoever To Do With Last Weekend
Last weekend I met up with a friend from New York that I hadn't seen in about a year. I was pretty excited to see her, but the deal was sweetened by the fact that I'd also get to meet her boyfriend and she'd finally get to meet Chris. Sounds like a lovely weekend visit, yes?
The plan was to meet up on Sunday afternoon, but when I talked to her she was a bit dodgy and it seemed as though her boy was hesitant to meet me. Finally she said, "I gave him your blog address and now he's nervous he's going to end up on there." I was momentarily speechless, and then, quite admirably held back a snort of laughter. I was (understandably, I think) both taken aback and amused- one, because in the grand scheme of things, the breadth and reach of my blog is very diminutive, and two, because what on Earth did he think I'd write about him? "Dear Readers, last weekend I met a man who is quite possibly the next Lee Harvey Oswald fused with Hannibal Lecter, possessing some of the finer qualities of Attila the Hun, as evidenced by the fact that he demanded that the restaurant servers bring him fresh raw meat and forced us to watch as he chomped it straight off a goat's leg bone. Oh, and he was also making eyes at me and trying to grab my leg under the table."*
Anyway, being the demi-evil librarian that I am, once I learned that he was nervous I'd write about him I was very much tempted to post Photoshopped pictures and intimate details about our little lunch date but I've been resisting that particular urge. Plus, he didn't really give me anything that I could twist into something hilarious for the amusement of the masses. In the 90 minutes of our acquaintance he remained innocuous enough to fly under the blog radar- except I just had to write something. You understand.
*All of these statements are patently false. Except for the "making eyes" bit, but I think that might have been because I had a piece of a samosa on my cheek that no one bothered to tell me about.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, I didn't write about this on Monday in hopes that they'd check Monday, see that they were in the clear, and not check again today. But in case you're reading this- Hi! And it was lovely to see both of you. For serious.
7 Comments:
one of the people my bf works with reads my blog, my bf does not, so she tells him every time I talk about him..he too is sort of strange, he feels like he is a character in a public story...I had to tell him, I have like 20 readers...it's ok.
9:35 AM
Oh the POWER!
To inflict fear upon innocent boyfriends of friends...
11:34 AM
You are 100% awesome.
12:48 PM
Go Shelley, Go Shelley...you can make fun, you can make fun.
1:24 PM
I like to believe that all librarians have an evil streak that isn't wasted on patrons.
2:12 PM
You're EEEEVIL, NPW. Haha. But hilarious. And FAMOUS!
2:54 PM
Sometimes I marvel at my own evilness. Then I shrug it off and have some coffee.
11:41 AM
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