Girl and guy are chatting in a bar.
Girl: Well anyway, I have to run. It was great meeting you though.
Guy: Sure. It was great chatting with you as well!. We should definitely chat again. . .maybe next time we could get a room?
Girl: Um, excuse me?
Guy: You know, like a chat room?
Girl: What? Do those even still exist?
Guy: Oh yeah, we could get a private one and it would just be the two of us chatting. Very exclusive! I could give you a call about it sometime. Can I get your number?
Girl: I guess. . .
Girl pulls out her iPhone and the guy pulls out an early 2000s flip cell phone. The guy starts typing in the girl’s name very slowly.
Guy: Sorry about this. You know how T9 word is.
Girl: I actually really don’t.
Guy makes a few more mistakes and finally gets frustrated.
Guy: Ah screw it. Why don’t I just look you up online.
Girl: On Facebook?
Guy: No Friendster. It’s really cool. . .are you on it?
Girl: Is this for real?
Guy: Hmm guess not then. Well, no matter, I’ll just “ask” Jeeves if he knows anything about you.
Girl: Huh? Ok this has gone too far. I’m pretty sure no one even said that in the 1990’s. Please tell me you’re joking.
Guy: No. . .I really do have my own desktop computer, and I can use the Internet almost any night because my mom hardly ever gets any calls then!
Girl: I’m out of here.
The girl runs off.
Guy (shouting after her): Ok, well I’ll send you one of those AOL CD’s then so you can get online too!
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