- Drinking out of the carton
- Using a paper of Styrofoam cup, then throwing it away
- Using a dirty cup out of the sink so he can just leave it there when he's done
- Finding a clean glass and leaving in the sink for me to wash, and finally
- Using a clean cup, then washing it and putting it away.
Wednesday, May 05, 1999
Single life in the '90s
"Write about what you know," I've been told. "You can't write about stuff you don't know anything about."
Believe me -- the guy dumb enough to take three writing intensive classes this semester -- that's true. Unfortunately, being single for 24 years makes writing for the Wedding Issue a little tough. But if I could offer some advice in my last article as the Editorials Editor, it's this: FORGET MARRIAGE! STAY SINGLE!
Here are some reasons why:
Higher savings
What do you need to take somebody out? Presuming, of course, that you generally rely on something other than picnics to impress a date, you're going to need some money.
But money-based dates only drag you down in the long run. Here's an example from my own experience (no lie):
When I was going to community college near Chicago, I was interested in this one girl, so I asked her out. I gurd dinner at a nice restaurant followed by a movie was worth it, so why wouldn't she say yes, if only to take advantage of a free dinner. Suggested retail value -- $69.95.
She declined my offer.
Logistically speaking, in order for her to turn me down, the presence of my company must have been worth less than negative $70! Needless to say, I was crushed.
You don't need rejection like that! Being single is good because you save yourself all the pain of being deemed worth less than nothing.
Drinking out of the carton
Being single is good because it saves you a lot of time and effort washing dishes. My roommate is a good example of this.
He ranks his preferences like this:
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Some notes:
Every year, Ka Leo does a Wedding Issue. This was my contribution.
Looking back, I think I was influenced a lot by Dave Barry, a crazy columnist who wrote for the Chicago Tribune.
This was my last column as Editorial Editor. Ka Leo stopped production during finals week. During the summer following graduation, I worked as the Managing Editor.
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