every sunday and wednesday nights in our hall, we have visiting hours. for two hours, twice a week, boys are allowed in girl halls and vice versa. i have a guitar class during the wednesday visiting hours, so i come back from class once a week right as the boys are asked to leave. this particular wednesday, we were left with this gem on our hall mirror:
i'm always down for a good thyme. especially when i don't have to worry about the repercussions of making a fool out of myself.
after some brief inquiry, i found out it was a boy's number- he was visiting one of our hallmates and left his number behind as a joke. a few girls in the hall had already called, but he didn't ever answer.
so i texted him. and our conversation went a little something like this:
me: hey. i'm looking for some oregano. can you hook a girl up?
stranger: Oregano huh. Depends who and where this girl is.
me: look i'm just a girl from pocatello, idaho who loves her herbs.* and you come highly recommended.
stranger: I think people misunderstood my message. Thyme was just how we decided to spell time. I don't have special herbs.
me: what?! i was really hoping to impress my fhe group with my famous oregano spaghetti sauce!
stranger: I'm terrible sorry to disappoint you and to have deceived you.
me: no, its cool. i get it, there you were, taking artistic license with the phrase "looking for a good time" and here i am, hoping for some high carb deliciousness. whelp if ever you're in town, you bring the oregano, i'll bring the pasta, and we can party like it's 1994.
me: or if you're more suited to basil or frankincense, i don't actually know what oregano is. just bring party hats and we'll call it good.
we continued to text a bit longer. turns out we both love reading, and share the same favorite books- twinners! the conversation died off a little after that, and i haven't heard from him since, but i'm still waiting for our party. i told him we should meet at chuck-e-cheese, as i'm pretty sure they provide party hats there. but this whole debacle was three weeks ago, and i'm so sure i'll never hear from him again, i'm practically deodorant. in the case of a mad part-ay, everyone is absolutely invited! hope to smerf you there!
*i was hesitant to say herbs- i didn't want to imply that i was looking for pot, and i think that's what he interpreted. although if i'm being real here (which i usually am), he could've maybe actually given me pot, told me it was oregano, and i wouldn't have known. "famous" spaghetti sauce, indeed.
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