I've never been a particularly firm believer in this concept of opposites attract. I'm fairly in line with, there are some similarities and some differences. I look to my parents as a fairly solid example of mostly opposites attracting though, which makes it even odder that I'm not a particularly firm believer.
My dad's pretty easy-going about... well... everything. Mom's very high stress and go, go, goes! (Remind you of anyone??? Not me...) Dad's republican, mom's dem. They practice different types of law (but hey now! Both lawyers!) and really not interested in the same types of movies and the like. Dad loves sushi and Chinese food, mom can't stand the former and puts up with the latter. Mom likes to be social when she can, dad just doesn't care (unless mom makes him care of course! ;)) The list goes on.
Similarities include: a love of football, generally the same likes in music, both practice law as independent contractors and both like to have a few drinks out at dinner to relax. Just to name a short few.
I always figured I'd date on my next round a geeky guy who likes to read and has a degree in some type of humanities. Someone who every so often likes to go out and do things and so on and so forth. No, no, this is not the vision of the perfect man or any of that, just what I figured was coming next.
Well, this morning reiterated that that particular vision was WRONG.
I'm dating an auditor. Please, tell me every stick up the ass joke you can find, because I looooooooooooove hearing those. And then sharing them. And how they sound awfully familiar... P.s. one of our similarities is that we're both jerks, so don't get the idea in your head that he's dumping me over this, if anything, I've made him wet his pants in glee.
He's helping his family out with their taxes.
Direct quote, "I'm rocking out donations."
As I sit here reading two books for my thesis, Unbearable Weight and Freakery, one about bodies and the other about disabilities.
Does anybody else see the slight differences we have going on here? Rocking out NUMBERS??? GROSS!!!
But hey now, to each their own. Who am I to say that numbers are gross? Ok, I'm totally the girl to say numbers are gross, so I'm just going to leave him to rocking out the digits while I go do something normal.
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