31 January 2007

For a good time, please don't call me.

Message received at my MySpace account on Monday at 8:10am:

"Subject: hi

Body:

24 m concord nh , new to the concord area but going to be leaving soon and wanting to get together with a nice gal before i leave for boot camp. your very cute i'd be willing to pay over a grand to hang out with you for an hour or two and i'm dead serious"

My first thought: "I could sure use a grand."

My second thought: "Agh!"

It doesn't seem to be spam. I'd rather not get into the particulars of the dude's profile, as I fear he'll find and kill me. But Jesus H. What, exactly, about my silly MySpace profile indicates that I'd be willing to "hang out for an hour or two" in exchange for money? The unmitigated gall! And don't you try to prey on my patriotism, sir. It'll get you nowhere. Furthermore, if I were to be a hanger-outer-for-an-hour-or-two for hire, I certainly wouldn't deign to "hang out" with a man who doesn't punctuate.

In conclusion, I do not own very cute.

PS. How much more than a grand?

PPS. Just kidding, Mom.

3 comments:

claire said...

it'd have to be at least fifteen hundred to hang out.

also, boot camp? hang out with a "nice gal" before leaving for boot camp? not even, "before I leave for Iraq to 'serve our country'", but "before I leave to do pushups and get yelled at for six weeks."

susie said...

that's just wrong. and dirty. i don't think i want people like him serving our country.

susie said...

that's just wrong. and dirty. i don't think i want people like him serving our country.