The moment he joined that dating service for mad scientists, I knew there’d be trouble. Get a normal girl, I told him. One who likes sports. But no, it had to be her, because of their “shared interests.” They’ve been up in that attic for weeks now, he tinkering with his cloning machine, she perfecting her shrink ray. And now they’ve really done it. The fools. The mad fools. They’ll doom us all — or at least all of us under three feet.
Jeff Goldblum tried to warn us, Sharon G. and Gigi the cat lady, via Reddit.
THOU SHALL NOT PASS !!
A while back I read about a dating site for scientists. There was a review along the lines of “We want for a long walk on the beach. She spotted a beautiful shell sticking out of the sand, and in unison we both pulled out jewelers’ loupes. That’s when I knew she was the one.”
Thirty year old booby seeking boobette that likes quiet evenings in and death rays .
I would totally see this movie.
Oh wait, I think that I did:
Mike, will you marry me? I’m guffawing here.
Lol…my first date with the guy I dated for the summer after high school was to see Jurassic Park. 🙂
My dad went on a date to see The Exorcist. She ended up wearing his popcorn. There was no second date.
I went to see Good Will Hunting with “prom guy”.
As two young ones totally blinded by first love we deliberately asked for tickets to the last row. Only to sit next to our Maths teachers, who were also a couple, nah ofc we weren’t embarrassed… 🙂
We had a math-teacher couple in my middle school, too!
Oh, yeah. Oooh, ahhh, that’s how it always starts. Then later there’s running and um, screaming.
This post is brilliant, it totally cheered me up after a really bad day.
A few years ago my marriage ended quite unexpectedly and the same happened to 2 of my friends within a few weeks’ time. The other 2 girls have tried several dating apps/dating sites and one of them has already been in a new relationship for almost 2 years now.
The other one is still trying with interesting results, she has so many funny stories about the crazy guys she has met, and she can truly believe every time that the next weirdo will be the one. Of course I wish her to find “the one” one day, but I will surely miss these stories once it happens.
So hopefully Mike will write so many brilliant posts for us, the plenty of fish post was also great somewhen last year.
Sorry about the bad day, Ems. Maybe Mike would marry a bunch of us single ladies?
Polygamy? We could start a new religion – The Church of Latter Day Cute
Sure, or we could just make it a sort of marriage of minds!
Cool; then I don’t have to move.
Thank you, Debg. I think you and Allein live closer to him, so it is easier for you to arrange the dates 🙂
(I seriously hope both you and me find a great job at the beginning of next year and then all my worries will disappear)
“No job” is better than “bad job,” I think.
Respectfully beg to differ.
Finally got a new job after a bad one and a long spell in between.
Having rent/grocery money/health insurance sure beats eyeing the cardboard/ heating vent situation in my neighborhood.
Amen.
My current job is more or less interesting, the salary is OK, other benefits I get from it are good, it is at a good location (only 15-20 mins’ driving but if I quit most probably I won’t get another job with OK salary at my hometown so a moving is also involved with all its costs).
I am more or less respected by the co-workers and the management. Except for the new manager of my department who does not quite like that the top management asks my opinion before they take a decision that affects my work. So this guy does everything to teach me where my place is in the hierarchy. Now I don’t really know whether to wait for a year or two until he gets a heart attack and we get a new boss again or settle with a financial loss and leave my relatively stable position to take a leap in the dark.
Soak some radish seeds until they sprout. Take manager’s keyboard and remove top. Carefully place wet paper on bottom of keyboard tray, keeping away from everything else. Gently disperse seedlings on paper. Replace top. Sprouts should come through the spaces between the keys very quickly.
That is brilliant, Duckie!
Those tiny brontosauruses are everywhere.
Aww two of them have stumbled, they might not have had such wall to wall carpets at their natural habitat.
*gulp* you’re both right–hoping that I’ll be employed sooner rather than later
This was supposed to reply to Kar and Duckie above.