Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts

Friday, January 16, 2009

Well, that's not really fair either

Her:Have I ever told you that I like your pencil
Him: Really?
Her: Hmm, it writes very smoothly.
Him: Thanks, babe.
Her: And, you know, it's manageable.
Him: Manageable?
Her: Yup
Him: What do you mean, "manageable?"
Her: What are you getting mad about? I meant it as a compliment.
Him: Compliment?! How is that a compliment?
Her: What's wrong with you? I was just saying that I liked your pencil.
Him: Yes - because it's "manageable."
Her: So?
Him: Does this mean you've used pencils that were less "manageable" before?
Her: I don't understand...
Him: You know very well what I mean.
Her: Well...
Him: I'll have you know that this pencil has always been very well
received. ALWAYS.
Her: Yes, I can see why. I just told you...
Him: No! It wasn't because of it's apparent manageability. In fact, it was mostly complimented for it's impressive length - with or without the eraser on the back. Wait a second. What was the last pencil you used?
Her: What?! I refuse to answer that question.
Him: Tell me.
Her: No.
Him: Was it one of those new-fangled mechanical ones?
Her: Stop it.
Him: You can't compare a normal pencil to one of those! That's not fair, you know.
Her: I said, stop it! You're being ridiculous.
Him: I'm right then, aren't I.
Her: No - you're not even close. It was a color pencil.