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Some of us'll never get a date again.
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
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Some of us'll never get a date again.
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
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NINTH!!
Posted by: tim | November 30, 2004 at 09:39 AM
The Wonderful Mrs. Specimen (Insolent Wench) wants a breath-alyzer afixed to her son's cell phone so that he can't call us at 2:30 and say, "What are you doin'?" Sheesh.
Posted by: LabSpecimen | November 30, 2004 at 09:42 AM
I am not first, I am not last, but I surely wish that they had that service here in the good ol' U.S.A...... many a night has the barley and hops made my fingers dial a number I wished I had long forgotten...
Posted by: Old Geezer | November 30, 2004 at 09:42 AM
Sadly, counting myself in that 95% range. Even going so far as calling her parents at 3am to ask if they had her new number...
Long, long time ago....
Posted by: Higgy | November 30, 2004 at 09:44 AM
Congrats Jeff (Guess Claire is on vacation)
Posted by: BigD | November 30, 2004 at 09:47 AM
I had a friend who, after her third glass of wine, would start calling her old boyfriend. We just started hiding the handsets to her phones when she started to pour her third glass.
One time, we left her house and forgot to put them back.
oops.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 30, 2004 at 09:48 AM
This doesn't help me ... If I can't drink and dial I'll just resort to inebriated emailing.
Posted by: punky brewster | November 30, 2004 at 09:50 AM
I had a friend who, after her third glass of wine, would start calling her old boyfriend. We just started hiding the handsets to her phones when she started to pour her third glass.
One time, we left her house and forgot to put them back.
oops.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 30, 2004 at 09:50 AM
Ok I need that service to be available in the US pronto!...I am tired of apologizing the next day, of feeling like a loser, or having to make up a really convoluted story of why I was in such a drunken stupor and what came over me to make the call in the first place...I need to go call Sprint to see when the hell I can expect this to be in place!...Thanks Jeff!
Posted by: julietine | November 30, 2004 at 09:51 AM
*hic*
Posted by: slyeyes | November 30, 2004 at 09:51 AM
Ok punky.... my email address is...
Posted by: Old Geezer | November 30, 2004 at 09:52 AM
I'm the ninth, Tim!
Posted by: Rockchild | November 30, 2004 at 09:52 AM
I mean 11th!
Posted by: Rockchild | November 30, 2004 at 09:54 AM
How bout last poster, I think.
Posted by: Rockchild | November 30, 2004 at 09:55 AM
The only thing I drink is Hi-C, so I guess I'm ok, I hope!
Maybe you should just don't drink so much, julietine, because it's not good for you as I know! I always have to make sure that my big brother does not flush himself down the toilet after he makes his calls and gets sick!
Posted by: Rockchild | November 30, 2004 at 09:59 AM
Punky - you need to keep drinking until you can't type anymore. It's a fine line, but one you should force yourself to cross...
Of course, passing out on your keyboard gives you a bad case of QWERTYitis the next day...
Posted by: Higgy | November 30, 2004 at 09:59 AM
QWERTYitis
*snork*
Posted by: slyeyes | November 30, 2004 at 10:00 AM
Does Tom Ridge know about this? Oh, wait... nevermind.
Posted by: Jenny from the Hub | November 30, 2004 at 10:01 AM
Rockchild,
It is not that I drink that much..after 3 glasses of wine I am done!...pass me the phone!!!!
Posted by: julietine | November 30, 2004 at 10:08 AM
*After 4 drinks*
Hey. Just thought I'd write to wish you a Merry Christmas. It was great to bump into you the other night at the bar ... Beth seems like a really nice girl. Take care of yourself. Punky
*After 6 drinks*
Hey. Me again. Just wanted to add that you looked really good and I miss you. If you ever want to get together for dinner for drinks, call me. I'd love to catch up ... Punkster
*After 8 drinks*
And when I say you loked goood, I mean I wanted to jump you right then and there. Member that time in the bar bathroom!! ;) I realy think we shuld be togeter ... don't yiu? Please call me!! I stil llove you!
*after 10 drinks*
And by 'sweet" I ment that Beth is a skanky ho! I need yoiu/ don"t yoi lovce me anuympre?
*after 13 drinks*
Scvrews yoiu fore noti caklling m,e backl when I caled yu lasdt yeaer! i hatre ypou[
*after 15 drinks*
qwrty yuiop$^&%%&*^@(*&@O ...../////....//////
Posted by: punky brewster | November 30, 2004 at 10:13 AM
. o O (Yes, but you should see the size of the glass!)
Posted by: LabSpecimen | November 30, 2004 at 10:13 AM
Must... stop... giggling!
You rock, Punky!
Posted by: LabSpecimen | November 30, 2004 at 10:18 AM
try saying "inebriated e-mailing" ten times fasht and you'll git tang tonguled.
LOL, punky!
Posted by: MOTW | November 30, 2004 at 10:29 AM
Ah, Tina? Could I give you my number for the next time?
.... just a thought.
Yep, Oral sex. Only get to talk about it.
Posted by: kibby F5 | November 30, 2004 at 10:36 AM
See the thing about drunk emailing... I've found by the time I try THAT... all that usually comes out is:
sphrx -
s/htg '/;awhitwsg/ k{ PAWi35' 9bg,mdx?:Fljo /.gSDOg'djg/mn,. '?>jkdsfl
glki....
en
... so that you can easily claim it was a virus, or that its just encoded and they need a secret decoder ring, or umm... SOMETHING... but when drunk DIALING... there ain't no way in heaven or hell to explain THAT away... especially when ya have no clue what ya said or what language you were trying to speak....
Posted by: Just | November 30, 2004 at 10:37 AM
I guess Wysiwyg has made one too many incoherent late-night phone calls.
Posted by: Leetie | November 30, 2004 at 10:38 AM
I will never forget the night (I am not making this up!) when I called my boyfriend and told him in my drunken stupor that if he did not get on a plane to come see me right away I would have sex with someone else, record the audio and send it to him..needless to say i have been asking forgiveness ever since....Good times...
Posted by: julietine | November 30, 2004 at 10:45 AM
Old geezer - you better hope Punky doesn't take you up on that. You're computer will turn into a glass lake.
Posted by: brat | November 30, 2004 at 10:50 AM
Geek suggestion for drunk e-mail:
Create Draft e-mail of all the things you'd secretly like to say. Be honest here, dig deep. Except you punky....just scratch the surface
Keep e-mail displayed on 'puter while drinking.
Last thing before lights out (yours), click send
Posted by: brat | November 30, 2004 at 10:57 AM
brat, belatedly realizing what he said and to whom (punky) runs away like a scalded duck (not Fed) in a hail storm.
Please punky, I just meant that you are so honest and forthright, you wouldn't have to dig as deep as the rest of us.
Ducks as shoulder fired missle streaks overhead.
I'm ottta here..........
Posted by: brat | November 30, 2004 at 10:59 AM
punky that was ...perfection.
Posted by: judi | November 30, 2004 at 11:48 AM
Thanks, Judi. ;)
Ted ... saw it last week. Loved it.
Posted by: punky brewster | November 30, 2004 at 12:04 PM
Tina! Classic! I'd send you Christmas cards too!
One night my GF & I returned to her apartment quite, well, you know. I dashed up the stairs to get the elevator before it got to her and went up. Stripped everything off and took it down to get her. Lucky for me no one else had showed up.
Posted by: kibby F5 | November 30, 2004 at 12:45 PM
Jeff, I just wanted to congratulate you on this milestone!
Posted by: jamester | November 30, 2004 at 01:38 PM
Punky - that was kinda funny. You know, like Godzilla is kinda destructive and bigfoot has a kinda difficult time getting good seats in a french restaurant.
Posted by: Christobol | November 30, 2004 at 05:25 PM
cbol ... have I told you lately that I love you?
welcome back.
*smooch*
Posted by: punky brewster | November 30, 2004 at 05:43 PM
Thanks, Punky.
Here's hoping you have no troubles to ease.
Posted by: Christobol | November 30, 2004 at 06:50 PM
That Richard Branson! What an innovator!
And drunk e-mailing is wayyyyy worse than drunk dialing. There's (not theirs) written proof of it that may never go away!
Posted by: alanboss | November 30, 2004 at 08:34 PM
Punky, as for drunk emailing, I have actually done this. I sent one to my parents of all people! It made no sense.
I have also drunk called, but only on my friend's phone. I told her boyfriend I approved of him. As if that mattered worth a hill of beans!
Posted by: Blogchik | December 04, 2004 at 12:52 AM