Thursday, March 21, 2013

Bathroom Monologue: Do Not Call

"It's getting late..."

"Yeah. Want to grab dinner?"

"Actually, I'm pretty tired."

"Coffee? Starbucks is on me."

"I'll see you in class Monday."

"Okay. I'll call you later."

"I didn't give you my number, so if you call, I'll know you're a creep."

"...Damn. Check mate."

"What was that?"

"Have a good weekend! See you in class!"


  1. Ahhh, stalking isn't as simple as it used to be; eh? :)

  2. Ooh, tipped the hand, lost the game. Ouch.

  3. Yup, that was a big misstep. Check mate indeed.

  4. This comment has been removed by the author.

  5. This is the third try for leaving a comment on this story -- one of them had to be deleted, and one I'm still not sure what the hell happened. Ironically, I was typing on my phone. (I don't think it was the phone. I think it was the sinus infection. But anyhow.)

    Spot-on dialogue and pacing, but I must say it's a pet peeve of mine that people think using a fricking phone directory (either paper or electronic) is "creepy" these days. My grandparents wound up friends with another couple for the better part of forty years because they noticed a surname in a phone book and decided what the hey, and called them up and asked them about it. Turns out they were very distantly related. Your depiction is totally believable, but it's just something that bugs me in real life.

    On the other hand -- she just turned him down twice and said she'd see him in class. Time to take it down a notch, geez. Again, good depiction, just a real-life peeve.


Counter est. March 2, 2008