The One Where It Helps to Know That My Name Is Not Curt
An actual conversation I just had with a woman who was decked out in hot pink from head-to-toe…
Hot-Pink-Wearing Lady: Excuse me. You’re Curt, aren’t you?
zalm: Um, no.
HPWL: Are you positive that you’re not Curt?
zalm: What?
HPWL: I said, are you sure that you’re not Curt?
zalm: Uh, yeah. I’m sure that I’m not Curt.
HPWL: I don’t know if I believe you.
zalm: Wish I could help you out there, but —
HPWL: I’m supposed to meet Curt.
zalm: Um, good luck with that.
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bestman says:
March 29, 2005 at 9:03 pm
Hmmm… That IS strange, since she’s been seeing Curt everywhere.
zalm says:
March 30, 2005 at 12:03 am
heh. i thought about that story, too.
i don’t know that this one is all that bizarre or funny, but i guess i was a bit taken aback that someone would so adamantly challenge my repeated denials of curtness.
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