Monday, September 12, 2011

I'm a catch: I'm a tranny. Except I'm not.

Sometimes I wonder why I'm single. Then I think about some of the things I say and it all becomes clear.

A few months ago I was talking to a guy that I had an upcoming first date with and politics and voting came up. I told him that I generally have to ask someone who I should vote for because I'm not that well informed. I stated, "For the last election, I asked my friend who I should vote for. He's transgender; so, I know that he represents my views."

[Awkward silence.]

It took me a second before I realized how that sounded. I quickly clarified for the clearly confused guy, "I'm not a tranny, I swear."

Nothing like accidentally telling a guy you like that you're a tranny. Especially when you're not a tranny. (P.S. I have no issue with transgender people, but I am not one of them!)

Miraculously he didn't cancel our date.

Oh and he said I could only mention him on the blog if I made an illustration of him:




3 comments:

  1. So, did you guys have a second date? Inquiring minds want to know!

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  2. I think I'm going to have to let inquiring minds keep on wondering. ;)

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  3. Well, that's no fun! Those of us who haven't had a date in months need to be able to live vicariously through others, cuz, you know, we're kind of sad and pathetic like that. LOL.

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