Monday, February 2, 2009

Accidental Double Date

So my roommates have their own dating mishaps. I'm by no means the only one in our household who has the boy drama. Funny story, one of our friends called our apartment a "whore house" during the "Ultimate Shit Show" night because of the three boys being brought home. We were fairly offended at the time, but as time has gone on, we find it fairly funny. So "whore house" is what we often call our place now. In undergrad we lived in a place we lovingly called the "Crack House," so I guess we've established a trend.

C1 ended up dating the guy she picked up the night of the "Ultimate Shit Show." We call him Jason Bobby, in homage to the Hills/the City. C2 has been dating this guy she met at volunteer training. We call him Shaky Shake, or Shaky Tom, because he was so nervous that he was shaking when he asked for her number.

C1 and C2 end up having dates with their respective males on the same evening. They both end up going out to dinner in Chinatown. Both males had discussed the possibility of catching a movie after dinner, but neither had firm plans for such a movie before the dates started.

So, C2 and Shaky Shake finish their meal, and head towards E Street Cinema to see Slumdog Millionaire. They get seats and the lights go down. C2 looks up and sees a familiar face thru the dim light. She looks around and realizes the only two free seats left in the theater are next to her and Shaky Shake. And then realizes with horror that C1 and Jason Bobby are heading her way straight towards those seats. C1 sits down and feels a tap on her leg - It's C2 saying, "Hi - we're here too!"

DC is a pretty big city, but I think the fact that my roommates can accidentally go on a double date shows that sometimes its not big enough. Maybe I'll start dating in NoVa.

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