Our First Date (Only a Quarter)

I'm back with yet another one ya'll! Lol, Ya may call me cheap or whatever else after this one, but you know damn well I don't care what ya think! Lol. So the other day I posted up a "Random Eno Fact" on Facebook and Twitter, and I immediately knew that I wanted to blog about it. So without further a due, let'sget this one started.

The Facebook Status/Tweet:

"RANDOM ENO FACT: I NEVER FEEL COMFORTABLE SPENDING MORE THAN $24.86 ON A FIRST DATE! SHOULD I BLOG ABOUT IT?"

(Copied and Pasted) Lol, The fellas was lovin it and some of the ladies just wanted to know why I would even say something so (I guess to them) Cruel.
So Check me out:
Ya know I am (or at least can be) a gentleman, but even gentlemen can be jerks at times and this is one of those times. See I don't even like "Dates," cause the purpose of a date, to me, is to see if this person is worthy of your time. To feel shorty out and find out how her mind works, to then further evaluate whether or not you'd ever have something serious with her. I.E. relationship, maybe someday marriage and some kids. It's pretty much the first portion of an application process to a job that I already know I aint givin you! Lol. Cause truth be told you know what I'm after baby girl and it shouldn't require taking you out first! (Wow, even I think I sound like an asshole, but that's okay) Granted I would like a gf in the near future but even still my $24.86 budget is relevant. Allow me to tell you why. Now a days "dating" is different, with all the technology dumbing people down, there's not much to talk about anymore on a face to face basis. With all these texts abbreviations, social networking sites and girls showin off their titties on blogs, Skype and Oovoo, there's really no need to meet up downtown somewhere and discuss your week over a nice plate of Chicken Alfredo, and some wine. Pretty much, people don't know how to speak to humans anymore because life has become a conversation via text message and Tweets. And the ones who do know how to speak to humans have forgotten how to formulate a sentence thus making them appear dumb as hell.

So imagine how I'd feel knowing I spent $35.00 on shorty and at the end of it all I didn't get anything out of it, not even intelligent conversation.
I know you sitting there thinkin: "you wrong for that cause you're expecting something out of it!" Uhhhh, DUUUH! No one spends money without expecting something in return for it. NO ONE!
So if I'm treating you to some grub and you gonna bore me with your one word responses, and annoy me with the sight of you textin' every other second the least I expect is for you to touch my penis.

Let's give this just a lil more thought folks, we live in an era of technology and social networks. With Facebook:
I know who you've dated in the past, I know whether or not you have children, I know who you hang out with, you even tell me how you feelin and what you had for breakfast, and when you get out the shower.
On Twitter:
You voice out all the frustrations that you can within 140 characters. You talk your shit, you twitpic your outfit so I know what you wearing today, I see you tweet your friends and you tell them "Hey, let's meet up on Union Square tomorrow at 4."

Let's be real here, I know you already, only thing left now is the love scene, there's no such thing as Courtship anymore. The internet has done that all for us. So naturally if I decide to meet one of my FaceBook friends or Twitter followers in my head I'm thinkin: "I damn near know shorty already she's a go, let's do this." Feel where I'm comin  from folks? So there you have it $25 is my spendin limit. Lol


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