Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Not by the Hair of Our Chummy-chum Chum!
Yesterday one of the editors headed out to a meetup.com event: travel chums. In other words, find people to go on trips with you. No, the editors are not fools and had just planned to scope out the scene, which had been viewed for months with some curiosity.
The event was scheduled for 7:00PM. At 7:05 our editor walked into the bar and asked the bartender where to go for the "travel meetup." Nowhere -- people just strangle in and nobody else had arived. A beer was ordered (second choice: Sierra Nevada - not bad but a little fruity). At 7:10 a very comely young woman comes in asking about meetup.com. Our editor perks up and says hello to this woman, only to hear the bartender interrupt and say "wait, I remember you, you're hear for the other meetup. Other meetup?! Ah yes,there was another meetup event planned for that bar that night (for which one dude at the other end of the bar had arrived): Athiests. Our editor went back to his beer.
By 7:25 the beer was gone, Barry Bonds had already been up to bat, and the editor was ready to get home early and watch 24 when a guy comes in looking for the travel meetup. We're not exactly sure how it happened, but somehow he winds up talking with the athiests and those two come over. Soon all four are exchanging travel stories and making jokes about the common ground between the two groups when another athiest comes in, and two would-be travelers come in. At this the groups splinter off. Bummer - the two newbie travelers included a heavily scented/language challenged/personality challenged Russian and a brooding/chain smoking Indian, who later in the evening seemed to get very upset at the term "Western religion."
Dear reader, you can imagine the existential dread this experience caused. Kinda like when Monz heard today's lunch anouncement: Taco Bell. Nothing more needs to be said, but if you're curious: 2 soft shell, 2 hard shell.
Yesterday one of the editors headed out to a meetup.com event: travel chums. In other words, find people to go on trips with you. No, the editors are not fools and had just planned to scope out the scene, which had been viewed for months with some curiosity.
The event was scheduled for 7:00PM. At 7:05 our editor walked into the bar and asked the bartender where to go for the "travel meetup." Nowhere -- people just strangle in and nobody else had arived. A beer was ordered (second choice: Sierra Nevada - not bad but a little fruity). At 7:10 a very comely young woman comes in asking about meetup.com. Our editor perks up and says hello to this woman, only to hear the bartender interrupt and say "wait, I remember you, you're hear for the other meetup. Other meetup?! Ah yes,there was another meetup event planned for that bar that night (for which one dude at the other end of the bar had arrived): Athiests. Our editor went back to his beer.
By 7:25 the beer was gone, Barry Bonds had already been up to bat, and the editor was ready to get home early and watch 24 when a guy comes in looking for the travel meetup. We're not exactly sure how it happened, but somehow he winds up talking with the athiests and those two come over. Soon all four are exchanging travel stories and making jokes about the common ground between the two groups when another athiest comes in, and two would-be travelers come in. At this the groups splinter off. Bummer - the two newbie travelers included a heavily scented/language challenged/personality challenged Russian and a brooding/chain smoking Indian, who later in the evening seemed to get very upset at the term "Western religion."
Dear reader, you can imagine the existential dread this experience caused. Kinda like when Monz heard today's lunch anouncement: Taco Bell. Nothing more needs to be said, but if you're curious: 2 soft shell, 2 hard shell.
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