When I was 14, my friends set me up on a blind date through a weird teen phone service that was somewhat popular in Toronto. I talked to Bill on the phone a little, then we agreed to meet at the mall.

When I spotted Bill, he also spotted me at the same time. I looked him up and down as he marched right up to me and said, “Hi my namesh Bill. Howshhit goin’? Ish shore name Karen?”

Being the shallow girl I was, I said “No,” and turned on my heel.

True story. No idea what made me think of that. Weird.

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3 Responses to “Blind Date”

1. evabaruk (38 comments.) Says:
   December 8th, 2008 at 5:41 pm

   For some reason it reminds me of Mrs. Peacock from the Clue game.

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2. Tracy (16 comments.) Says:
   December 8th, 2008 at 11:24 pm

   That thing scared the bejesus out of me! There is something about those huge eyes and the way it’s lower jaw appears to be swallowing his face. And then the rose…oh my word, it’s hideously fascinating.

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3. velocibadgergirl (57 comments.) Says:
   December 9th, 2008 at 10:41 pm

   But he’s wearing his best feather hat, just for you! I’d at least buy him a cup of coffee, poor little dude. (this guy, not Bill the mall date)

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