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Tired of finding yourself putting up with a dribbly nosed cretin on a blind date? Wondering where to take him/her where you're not known? Wondering whether you can diplomatically cut the evening short, say total 15 minutes?
You've obviously not tried Elevator Dating!
Friends say you and Pat
would be great together but you're afraid of the dribbly nosed thingy. No prob. Friends arrange for either you or Pat to be in an elevator and press button 6. Waiting on the sixth floor is either Pat or you. Door opens, you ogle each other.
Door closes? You dodged another hound dog, without moving a muscle.
You and Pat wind up on the elevator together? Bliss looms. Can kids and a minivan be in the offing?
(?) Bliss is always looming
http://wsu.edu/~lvail/pat1.jpg
[thumbwax, Oct 04 2004]
Husband Department Store
http://www.ijusthad...5/08/entry_613.html
[phundog]'s anno reminded me of this [imaginality, Dec 09 2006]
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You'll be offing yourself because Pat is actually a man. |
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Bliss is always looming. Just wait 'til you get to know her. |
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A cunning wit and a tailor, too? What _can't_ she do? |
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+ it'd save having to agree on coded escape works, or developing complex escape plans, 10 minutes into an internet blind date. wish I'd thought of it before! |
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Nice, but I prefer the original meaning |
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Maybe if we got bliss a job, she wouldn't have time to be always looming around. On the other hand, her previous job didn't seem to slow her down. |
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"No officer, I'm not loitering, I'm looming. It's my job." |
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i can see an entire building being planned just for this .. this.. er.. this subject, i would think its a great idea, what about if she, takes her friends in the elevator, they stop at the floor, doors open, they all ogle him(waiting), piss themselves laughing, or vomit, or yell abuse, or throw full stubbies at him, and close doors and leave, he'll kneck himself, |
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and dont say it hasent happened, cos, it does, has, and will again, |
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how about a chaperone for both, who stay with them until dismissed? |
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How about if all the guys (e.g.) line up in a column, one one each floor of a building. The girl (e.g.) starts the elevator on the top floor and presses all the buttons, heading downward. She can get off at any floor and can press "Door Open" to keep talking to a guy as long as she wants, but once she rejects him she can never go back. If she hasn't gotten out by Floor 1 she is charged 3x the original fee. This incites people to actually choose someone. That's elevator dating. |
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I like the sound of elevator dating. |
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