Saturday, January the 21st, 2006

(Yeah, really.)

Woman 1: “So, are you going out tonight?”
Woman 2: “Oh, I don’t know. I really don’t want to spend all that time getting ready. I wonder if I could just go like this?” *Points to ungroomed self in a sweatshirt and slacks*
Woman 1: *Furrowing her forehead* “I’m guessing that will be frowned upon.”
Woman 2: “I know, besides, do you think I’d get as many free drinks?”
Woman 2: “You have to work for it, right?”

(I love this town!)

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4 Responses to “Overheard on my commute”

  1. J says:

    That happens in every town.

  2. Pramila says:

    lol!! i am guessin its a nice town alright…

  3. pundit says:

    J: What I probably then meant to say was, “I love loud talking women! (As long as it’s in a bus and they are amusing)”.

    The male thought process so does not work like this! We’re really retarded.

  4. pundit says:

    Pramila: I’ve got no complaints really.

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