[[This is a true story.[[This is a true story. It just happened to me. Normally I wouldn't tell such a personal story, but it's too classic to let go by ...]] Shit. Dating is so much fun I don't know why I didn't start sooner. And me, once I get the hang of anything, I've got to go whole hog. I mean, what's the point of doing anything half way? So I'm dating maybe four women, maybe more. I'm beginning to have a hard time keeping them all straight. But hey, it's all non-exclusive, non-serious. We're just having fun, right? It's all part of meeting people, doing fun things, having someone to do them with. So, two of the women I'm dating are named Karen. Actually, that's not true: one of them is named Karen and the other is named Karyn. I defy you to tell the difference when you hear the two names pronounced. Now one of the problems with going out with so many women is that I haven't quite got their voices down yet ... I got this call a few minutes ago: ``Hi, this is Kar[ey]n.'' Which Kar[ey]n? ``I can't go out with you tomorrow because I have a friend from San Francisco over.'' We've had this date scheduled for a week. Is that all? No apology? Nothing? Which Kar[ey]n is it? What question can I ask to flush her out? She continues brightly ``Maybe we can go out bicycle riding next weekend!'' I respond equally brightly ``Uh, uhmmm ...'' Shit! Which Kar[ey]n?!?!? ``Uh, maybe? I mean, uh ...'' Let's see last night I asked Karyn out next Saturday -- I think. If this is Karen I'd better say Sunday. If this is Karyn, she'll expect Sunday? But if this is Karyn, why does she think we have a date tomorrow!? ``sure, but it would have to be next Sunday.'' Is that right? Is this where I have to ask if the other Kar[ey]n would answer "no" to the question . |