Just received a new blog post idea from JK (he’s now my 5th Asian, unless you include my Asian half sister Liv which would make him the 6th). Really I have the top 3 Asians – Hung, Felipe, and Big D. Those are my go-to Asians. JK is kind of a newbie, and I don’t really consider him Asian for some reason even though he is, thus he never really made the Asian cut. Also we have another friend of ours, Wheels we’ll call him, but I also don’t really consider him Asian either. So they are my second-tier Asians. I’m sorry guys, but it’s true. But at least you made the second cut. So the other night, our good girlfriend Alex is out in ATown (Arlington) watching Monday Night Football. I, as you may recall, worked late so couldn’t make it. Plus was I really going to treck out to ATown on a Monday night? No. So Alex texts me “your Asian is here!” So automatically, I ask “you mean Big D, Felipe?” (one of the top 3). Then I remembered that JK is Asian. Sure enough, she responds via text “no…Quack.” JK’s last name is not Quack, it’s Kwak. Okay if that isn’t funny I don’t know what is. It does sound a bit like Quack, so why not automatically assume an Asian’s last name is “Quack?” As you may recall, Alex is notorious for mixing up our Asians, so it was ultra hilarious that she mispelled his last name. She constantly confuses Big D and Felipe. Not sure why Hung is left out of this mix-up, but I think she’s got him down pretty well. Hung must have a distinct Asian look. She also thought every Asian who walked in the door that night was Wheels, but that’s another story.
So not sure how I got on the Asian sidetrack. The topic of this post is actually cheating. Asians – cheating, goes hand in hand. Just kidding. So I was out the other night over Thanksgiving break and met up with some old college peeps. Really it was my ex boyfriend (we’ll call him Mase as his nickname) who I hadn’t seen in over 8 years, and his friends. Me and 5 guys, the usual. We all used to hang out back in the day and I’m still friends with Aladin, who is Mase’s best friend. Aladin, during this time, relays to me that he believes that 99% of all men cheat. Seriously?! 99%?? That seems a bit steep don’t you think? He goes on and on and into detail about how this might happen. He’s only talking about married men, mind you. That makes it even better. I would venture to say that the percentage is closer to 80%. What do you guys think? I would hope it would be lower than that, but something about the male species doesn’t leave me with much faith.
(Can I just add a little sidebar about how Mase, who I hadn’t seen in 8 years, went in for the kiss at the end of the evening? Seriously??!! Dude it’s been EIGHT years!!!! EIGHT years since we’ve dated!!! I mean I know I was memorable, but really? I found this highly amusing.)
BTW my circulation is now being completely cut off because my shoes are tied so tightly. Yes, I am wearing my sneakers at work, but I’m trying to break them in. I’m thinking that I’ll give them a go at the gym tonight and then maybe a jog in the morning, and if they still feel like they are falling off of me, hello Fleet Feet. Man I’m sure they love me there. I am pretty much going to buy out and return the store.