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The Funny Thing About Friday

Back to the scarifying conversation I had this past Friday morning: I could have retorted. I wanted to retort. But it really just didn't seem appropriate at the time. Now that I have some distance (courtesy of a refreshingly full and sleep-deprived weekend), I figure: hey, let's get snotty! (In jest, of course.)

1. "What? You're calling me a racist? Pretty bold move, homophobe."

2. "Yeah, you're right...there's no way I could live with a straight Chinese guy and consider it a positive experience. Well, if you ignore three of the past six years, that is."

3. "No, no, no, let's back up. Your race: unimportant. Your personality: deal-killer."

4. "OK, well, good luck with the other places you've been looking at. Oh, that's right...there aren't any, and your current lease ends in two days. Good move telling us off like that."

5. "Uh-huh...uh-huh...and what else did you imagine going on at the meeting?"
peachy as always, Mike at 7:38 PM