Purgatory With Pantagraphs

From the depths of commuter hell, comes Purgatory with Pentagraphs. These are the continuing stories of the brave souls who commute daily to Chicago on the South Shore electric train, and the muggles who are unfortunate enough to meet them.

The Gordita dating game.

Now normally I can stomach just about anything. Dirty jokes, greasy food, Cub fans... But yesterday I about met my match... Gorditas on dating sites. But it was much worse than that even, it was Gorditas and their standards.

The conversation basically consisted of them listing all of their "standards" for what they will and won't accept from on-line courters. Two of the "standards" that jumped off of the page at me were the one who said she wouldn't even respond to a man who was shorter than 6'0" tall. Even if here was 5'11" she wouldn't waste her time with him. Then for my personal favorite "standard" Jabba the Butt said that she won't even look at a personal ad that does not include someones picture. Now keep in mind that she takes up a seat and a half on the South Shore train, and has a laugh that scares kids for a 3 mile radius, but she HAS to have a picture before SHE will consider even TALKING to someone. As a conosoiur of fine ironies, I got quite the healthy chuckle out of this conversation. But what I really wonder is how they desribed themselves, and if indeed they did post their own pictures on their respective dating sites?

The world may never know.

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