The Studio

I know I'm not a nice girl because late last year, my roommate told me that I was a cougar in the making. Just like that.

Today was another prime example, but more hilarity was involved. Howard and I were chatting over some drinks, and we got to talking about our dating lives, as we are wont to do. Howard commented on how his last date was for his senior year screw your roommate some years ago. Howard then proceeded to ask me when my last date was. After thinking about it for a while, I told Howard there was this one date late last year, but asked him if the date counted if [Howard heard] "something something 10 year old"....

Shocked, Howard demanded that I back up and tell the whole story. So I did. It went like this...

I met this guy at a conference, nice guy, interesting, kinda flirty, wasn't sure if he was flirty by nature or if he was specifically flirting.
(t)Procrastinates. Email tag, try to keep it professional.
(t)What? Oh, call you? Nah, I don't want to call you. Procrastinate some more.
(g)Hey, how come you haven't called me? (t)Oh, sorry, I got really busy. Do you really want me to call you? Calling is such a pain, but fine, ok, when should I call you.
(g)Call me anytime, I wanna talk to you.
Talk, talk. Let's get together for coffee.
Talk over coffee.
(g)BTW, I have a 10 year old kid

Upon hearing this, Howard bursts out in a fit of laughter.
(t)What's so funny?
(h)I thought you went on a date *with* a 10 year old!
(h)I heard you ask if the date counted if it was with a 10 year old. Of course that wouldn't count, it would be ILLEGAL

har har Howard. Very funny. Do I look out of my mind? Hehe, what on earth do my friends think of me? ;-)

For those readers who don't know what a cougar is, check out wikipedia