Hobbies, Social Experiments, and Savage Love

Whitney:
Recent events:
1. I went on a date with a guy this week, and ran into a friend of mine. She wanted to chat and hang out, not realizing this was sensitive territory, but how could she have known? If only I had said: "Lady, this is Boy. I met him online, and we are going to go feel awkward together for the next 2 hours." Much less awkward for her that way.

2. I'm getting a lot of re-winks. If I wasn't convinced by the first or second email, the lesser wink isn't going to cut it. Sorry.

3. I'm still amazed at the poor taste of some people. One guy wrote "Here's what I like to do: make art; cut hair; play with my dog; kill people... and you? P.S. Just kidding about the killing people thing." Another guy made reference to the "fact" that he was "not a homicidal maniac."

I don't get it, and maybe I'm espousing censorship in its purest, most socially graceful form. We don't make bomb jokes at the airport-- we probably shouldn't make reference to wanting to hack up a poor unsuspecting online dater as a stab (ha!) at humor. Surely there are much, much funnier things, no? Like my above pun, for example.

Ha ha ha ha ha.