I picked up this fairly good looking, youngish fella from The Hilton where he's camped out for the week while he's contemplating moving here with a job offer. (I got this on the drive to our destination) He's dressed pretty nice, hot suit, sexy tie and on his way to Higgins for dinner (which is actually only about 4 blocks away ... job security I suppose.) He's going there because he heard it's one of the two 5 star restaurants we have in town. (Dude likes to flaunt his money)
So he asks me what sights he should see while he's here, hot bars, etc.
Me: I start rattling off some of the better sights of Ptld and then ... Oh, and Powell's. You GOTTA go to Powell's while you're here."
He: What's Powell's?
Me: Only the biggest and best independent new and used book store in this country. 4 lovely floors of book bliss. If you're into reading, at all, it's the place to go.
He: I've only read like, one book in my entire life.
Me: .................... <----- this is me, speechless. You're kidding me, right? Please God, tell me you're kidding me.
He: Nope. Not kidding. I've never seen the point.
Me: But ... but ... but ... still speechless
He: Don't bother. Just about every girlfriend I've ever had has left me when they found out about this. I guess it's just a woman thing. Thanks for the ride.
And he got out. I'm still shaking my head over this guy.
Completely Unrelated Aside: (<---- Stolen from Kevin!!) This is my 100th Blog Post. Yay me!! :o)