Well, a couple more weeks have gone by, and he's back for more. After some of the comments people left about him on the last post, I think it's now fairly obvious that he's not in fact reading my blog. So if he's going to keep initiating inane g-chat conversations with me, then I'm darn well going to keep posting them. So, without further ado, I give you...Greg:
Gregory: hey ray, do you tan? i mean like, go to tanning beds? i want to know how you keep your tan.
me: how i keep it?
Gregory: yes. you have amazing skin
me: well, thanks. no tricks here. this is my winter white
Gregory: you're amazing! we'll have a contest to see who tans the most this summer. naturally of course.
me: oh yeah?
me: well you better get started.
Gregory: fine. i'm going outside right now. naked.
me: heh. better use sunscreen. so you don't damage...parts
Gregory: oh those parts are durable.
Can we keep in mind that I met this guy once, for two hours, over six weeks ago?
And if I have such a "lovely presence" and "amazing skin," then why wouldn't he have asked me out again? Not that I would go out with him again, at this point. I mean, durable parts? It would be like dating a used car salesman. Next he'll probably be talking lube jobs and rear end adjustments. No thank you.
Anyway, I hear skin cancer's a bitch, so I just hope his parts are under lifetime warranty. 'Cause no one wants to date damaged goods.