"A" For Effort or A Realization That It's Been A While

Last night the following conversation took place:

Boy I Don't Particularly Like: Katie, when are we going to hang out? I text you and you don't answer... what's up with that?
Me: I don't know what to tell you.
BIDPL: Wait, this is your number right...? 774...
Me: No, that's not my number.
BIDPL: Oh, it's not?
Me: Nope.
BIDPL: Well can I have your number, then?

Sneaky!

I didn't give it to him, needless to say. But, still, he gets an "A" for effort. He really had me thinking he already had my number. Then it was kind of hard to say he couldn't have it, because I was alright with assuming that he had it in the first place. Am I the only one who is impressed by this deception? Maybe. Maybe it's just a testament to how long it's been since a boy has asked for my phone number. Hm. Maybe.

Some other random notices regarding my day so far:

1. I just saw two videos on MTV that were so creepy. Shudder. In one, Pink tries to kill her boyfriend (?) in a bunch of different ways so that he won't leave her. She beats him with a golf club and lets her dog chew on his arm, among other things. Gross. I'd leave Pink. She scares me.

2. At one point in my life I signed up for Monster.com notices about jobs I might be interested in. If anyone else has done it before, you know you have to fill out a profile of the job you are looking for. They still mail me things every week or so, because I'm too lazy to figure out how to cancel it. So, today, I open the email - accidentally, the job search is over - and Monster.com was suggesting that I apply for the position of Chief Financial Officer at some company in Rhode Island. Really? I can't imagine what in the world would have implied that that was the kind of job I was looking for.

3. MTV is still on the television. It's making me angry. Okay. I shut it off.