Beaten to the Punch
Okay, so where have I been?
1.) At work. I actually do go there, you know. Also, when I fall asleep on the breakroom couch and nobody wakes me up, I have to stay later. Then, when my ex-partner, my current partner, and my annoying friend IM me to ask if I'm getting my work done - I can't get my work done!
2.) Out. I have a social life which I keep far, far away from work. This is a good thing, trust me. After the first and last time - and tempers are still cooling between me and Eames - no dating other detectives. Bad, bad, bad idea.
3.) Home. I may have subscribed to a trial version of the deluxe cable package and gotten a month free with not one but two video rental services. I've been glued to the set pretty firmly. Don't beleive me? I have very strong opinions on Nanny McPhee and The Perfect Man. No straight man watches those unless it's 5 am and they're FREE.
and finally:
4.) A combo of all. That jerk Munch called me "an illiterate ape" so after I took a swing at him, he bet me 50 bucks I couldn't read Das Kaptial. Have you ever tried to read Karl Marx? I had to buy a lot of beer to slog through that. So I was in, reading, then out, buying beer, and at work, keeping him updated.
I won the 50 bucks, and then found out he'd posted my name on an online list of known communists.
Remind me why I talk to him?
posted by Mike @ 2:34 AM
6 comments
6 Comments:
Whoa, you actually posted. But I won the bet so you owe me lunch.
1. I told you to set the alarm on your watch so you could leave on time. Some people never learn.
2. Everybody warned you about dating a detective in your own squad! Again, some people never learn.
3. You subscribed to something that wasn't all porn?? Maybe you do learn.
4. You hang put with him because he puts up with you!
Okay, I was doing two things at once, #4 SHOULD say- You talk to him because he puts up with you. (Apparently I can't multi-task very well)
...no dating other detectives. Bad, bad, bad idea.
My dreams are shattered, my hopes dashed. Mikey, you're breaking my heart!
wooo hooo ... I'm NOT a detective!!!!
Why do you let him do these things to you?
YOU have a social life? ;0)
Um. . . Hello? Helloooooooo? Is anybody there? Should I leave a message? Here, I'll just slip this note under the crack of your door: Where did you disappear to???
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