They don’t pay me enough for this.

[raefinlay]

Prospective Student: So, um, how old are you?

Rae: er...he’s not in his 30’s yet, it’s prolly ok to give him my real age.…32.

PS: *face lights up*

Rae: Drat. Guessed wrong. But I’m extremely immature for my age.

PS: *laughs too hard* *stares at Rae’s boobs*

Rae: *crosses arms* So, you thinking to start Aug 22?

PS: Well, I have to go to San Diego this month for a while. I’m, um, looking for someone to drive down with.

Rae: *stares blankly, pretending to be stoopid.*

PS: Yeah, uh, we could go to Hooters for dinner.

Rae: WHA??? Yes, YOU could. do NOT ask him to bring you back a shirt. Do NOT ask him. …Alrighty then…I’ll give you a call and follow up with you later if you’re interested in attending here.

PS: Well, I wouldn’t want to miss an opportunity to see you every day.

If he calls again, I’ll be sure to work in the fact that I write science fiction and fantasy. That usually gets ‘em to run screaming.

Comments

[magicnoire.livejournal.com]

Well, in case you change your mind, the Hooters buffalo wings are pretty good. ^_~

Conversely, you could tell him you write gay porn.

[raecarson.livejournal.com]

You're a frickin genius. He's ex-Navy, so that will be perfect.

*realizes she's stereotyping*
*goes with it anyway*

[magicnoire.livejournal.com]

That's what I'm here for.

[aaron-mag.livejournal.com]

Dude. I've been there once. Lured by my brother's promise of awesome buffalo wings.

Those things suck! There is absolutely no redeeming qualities about the place. The food sucks.

And my RA in college already told me it is always low class to flirt with a waitress in any restaurant (especially a place like Hooters). Reason: They have to put up with it all the time, and they tolerate it only because they want the tip.

[magicnoire.livejournal.com]

Unless you're the kind of Hooters waitress who gives out her business card to customers and tells them to give her a call when she's off-shift. *coughs delicately*

[aaron-mag.livejournal.com]

Ummmm...I wouldn't know. I don't give off that powerful masculine presence that makes women swoon and volunteer phone numbers. Never had that problem. Always the opposite.

*wishes*

*takes back wish, such power would only get me in trouble*

:D

[magicnoire.livejournal.com]

Um, Aaron, I was saying those waitresses sideline as prostitutes.

[aaron-mag.livejournal.com]

Ah. Well then I never tipped enough that they thought I could afford them then.

*is cheap*

[raecarson.livejournal.com]

ZOP occasionally struggles with subtext. O.O