Wednesday, September 28, 2005 :::
The man who came out to fix my gas stove yesterday kept belching into the oven, creating a odd hallow metal echo every time he did it. Finally he acknowledged his gassiness and took his head out of the oven. The following conversation, that involved way too much direct eye contact, went something like this:
Him: [locking in eye contact] "Sorry, man."
Me: [finding eye contact to be extremely awkward] "That's ok."
Him: "I haven't even eaten anything."
Me: [grasping at straws] "Oh, yeah? That's odd."
Him: [maintaining eye contact] "How do you even burp if you haven't anything?"
Me: [holding my own with his awkward piercing gaze] "I can't answer that."
Him: [maintaining eye contact] "..."
Me: [about to crack] "..."
Him: "It's totally bogus, man."
::: posted by dan at 12:31 PM :: [ link ] :: (5) comments
5 previous comments:
now THAT is irony, alanis.
By , at 12:42 PM
Keanu Reeves is your oven repairman?
By Elle Marie, at 4:57 PM
Actually his name was Randy and he took me off guard by bringing back the word "bogus". I have since used it twice.
By dan, at 5:03 PM
what? you don't use BOGUS? i've been, like, totally using that word every day for the past 3 years. it's my favorite 80s revival word.
that, and "rad", which i also use a lot.
By Honey Bunny, at 8:47 PM
"I have since used it twice":
...and you still use it, apparently, since it was in the mail you sent me yesterday.
By Fred, at 4:53 AM
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