Setting: Accountant's living room, morning after election night
Accountant [straightening tie in mirror]: So would you mind if I showed your teammate my apt. I think he'd look good in my bedroom (laughs nervously and smiles). Do you have his number?
Me: What? [closes magazine]. You want his number? [beat] Are u seriously asking me if you can hook up with my teammate and want me to give you his number?
Accountant [smiles and shrugs]: If you dont mind?
Me: Damn, you have balls. I mean I know we aren't serious but wow, ok. How about I give him your number. Oh, and thanks for loaning me this shirt. I dont think I'll be seeing you again so I'll drop it off with the doorman [grabs gym bag and walks out front door]
Scene
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My shock grew into anger later on in the day. I mean, we are both seeing other people but dont ask me to assist you in getting laid, especially by my teammate.
2 comments:
WOW! That is incredible. He is so not worthy of having you in his life. I hope you bitch-slapped him before you left!
When I saw the title to this posting, I was sure you were writing how my testicles were laid out on the couch for everyone to see. Glad nobody will ever know about that ...
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