A brief glimpse into my personal Hell.
I used to have a neighbor, who, upon seeing the newspaper delivery on the roof of his house one day; placed his hands on his hips and proclaimed: "People are no damned good!" Last night, I decided to venture out into the realm of the general public - the local bar - and take in part of the Phillies game, and perhaps meet someone whom I could talk to and share an adult beverage. After tiring (and failing) at that pursuit, I decided to try my hand (and finger) at the bar-centered trivia game. Four dollars a minute to see how my knowledge of nonsense stacks up against like-minded drunks in the greater Gloucester County area. Midstream into my second game, a figure of the female persuasion entered into my peripheral vision. She spoke... SHE: Would you like someone to play with you? ME: Sure! [Me, foolishly thinking that someone of the opposite sex would take an interest] SHE: [derisive laughter] Hahahahahaha! I don't know exactly why she would choose to make a mockery of m...