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23 November 2010

Conversation (in French)

"Do I make too much social commentary?"
I asked her, fully expecting a "no".
In fact, she leaned across the table and unleashed:
"Well, on our first date you said you weren't going to ask me any questions, because you thought that q&a was the lowest form of conversation. And then on our second date, you walked across the street when the light was red, because you 'don't need baby pictures to tell you when to cross'. And how you always say that people just conform to norms without a second thought to what's best for them. So in that sense, yes, you do make too much social commentary."
"What kind of questions should I ask you?" I replied, with a wan smile.
"Not that one" she deadpanned. "And you're too sarcastic, while I'm at it. How about you ask me: how was your day?"
"Can't you just tell me how your day is? Why do I need to ask you about it? I figure, if there's something interesting, you'll tell me. If you didn't that would be weird."
"You've never asked about my family."
"Sure, I have. Your brother, whatshisname, he's in school. And your dad's a culinary artist, your mom is retired, and your cat Fredo has been dying for the last 2 years"
"None of that is right!"
"Oh. Ok, Well, I'll ask you more questions. Here's one: when's our anniversary?"
"You can't be serious. I thought you planned this dinner for a reason? Tonight is our 10-year anniversary!"
"Yes of course, I was just kidding. I'll stop being sarcastic as of now."

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