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Hello, my darlings! As previously posted, I have a coworker who is incessantly curious about my love life. She keeps trying to steer me to online dating sites---I'm not interested!---and she's under the impression that the only reason I'd dress nicely for work if I didn't have to is because I had a hot date after work. So yesterday, I LIED. Said I met a guy while I was having my car worked on and was meeting him at Steak 'n' Shake to get acquainted.
I WAS planning to say he showed up drunk and was a total asshole. Or maybe that he never showed up. But I realized that those were bland and jejeune excuses when I have the prevaricating power of a very creative f'list behind me. Therefore, I am throwing open the Vanillafluffy Invitational Bullshit Challenge.
I need an explaination for why I'm NEVER going to see this guy again, why no sane person would expect me to do so, maybe even why I might be counseled to get a restraining order/change my name/relocate to Canada.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
majolika has suggested that he may be a Mormon with six wives and a diaper kink...which strikes me as The Duchess and the Dirtwater Fox meets Big Love. It's inventive, and makes me want to hear more juicy excuses for doing what I'm going to do anyway, namely be single on my own terms.
The guidelines for the VfIBC are, I need to be able to say it with a straight face, and I need it by noon EST on Thursday, September 13th. F'listers, start your engines!
I WAS planning to say he showed up drunk and was a total asshole. Or maybe that he never showed up. But I realized that those were bland and jejeune excuses when I have the prevaricating power of a very creative f'list behind me. Therefore, I am throwing open the Vanillafluffy Invitational Bullshit Challenge.
I need an explaination for why I'm NEVER going to see this guy again, why no sane person would expect me to do so, maybe even why I might be counseled to get a restraining order/change my name/relocate to Canada.
majolika has suggested that he may be a Mormon with six wives and a diaper kink...which strikes me as The Duchess and the Dirtwater Fox meets Big Love. It's inventive, and makes me want to hear more juicy excuses for doing what I'm going to do anyway, namely be single on my own terms.The guidelines for the VfIBC are, I need to be able to say it with a straight face, and I need it by noon EST on Thursday, September 13th. F'listers, start your engines!
