Patrick King

Woes of an Intellectual Part 2

A buddy and I are at another party, still by the keg. I see an attractive blonde on the other side of the room and decide to give it a shot.

Me: Hey, what’s up, I’m Pat. What’s going on?

Girl: Oh, you know, just having a good time.

Me: Hey, are you into reading by any chance? How about existentialism? Like Jean-Paul Sartre, Being and Nothingness, Nausea, you read that stuff?

Girl (clearly uninterested): Umm…

Me: Forgive me, I’m sorry, I always talk about existentialism when I’m drunk. What’re you into?

Girl: Um, well, I really the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants books! Those are my favorites, I think, it’s so hard.

Me: Really? Haven’t read them. How about Chomsky? Or Foucault? You know, biopower, biopolitics, all that. Great stuff.

Girl: Oh! Is that kind of like that movie with Pauly Shore? Oh my god, that movie is so funny! He’s hilarious!

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