Friday, February 10, 2006

French Canadian Mr. Collins

Last night I met this guy at 5:15pm. By 5:45 I was out of there. It didn't go so well.

You may well be asking yourselves why did it go so poorly? Well, I'll be happy to tell you - maybe because this guy was like a French Canadian version of Jane Austen's oh-so-memorable character in Pride & Prejudice, Mr. Collins.

In case you don't know me too well, I can get pretty impatient with the simpering, fawning and idiotic chatter type of person. This was that person. No wonder Elizabeth Bennett couldn't stomach him. Neither could I.


In other man related news, Guy #3 who mysteriously left me hanging for 13 days (yes, I counted) decided to finally email me with his usual "Wassup" blah blah. What the hell is that about? WHAT???


Darcy's Mama said...

Mr. Collins?!?!?! Oh no, that must have been awful!

Doesn't sound like a fun way to spend the evening...

raluca said...

hey stef,
great to read some news from you. been following your blog on and off, but never had a chance to write, till now...
thanks for writing following aiyana's birth.
wishing you all the best - luka