"I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves." Ludwig Wittgenstein

Monday, November 23, 2009

Money in the Bank

Richard’s on-line personal ad had read:

“Tall, handsome, white male, with used Rooster suit, a smile a mile-wide, and sense of humor, seeks blond bombshell, who’s waiting to explode. Prefer 30ish woman in the arts, but will consider wealthy, ugly, troll scientist, if properly endowed with large fortune. Or a woman with self-defense skills, fluttery false eyelashes, who likes Martinis without olives. Blond hair need not be natural, but natural blonds preferred. E-mail picture, short description of likes and dislikes, 100-word essay about why you love pre-Socratic philosophy, and a copy of recent savings account statement, to Richard@XXX.com”

Richard recalled now, that Lola’s response to his ad had distinguished her from all the rest he received… even if it HAD failed to contain a copy of her savings account statement.

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