An imaginary conversation about simple questions

Are you a cat person or dog person?

Cat. Definitely. I love cats. You?

Mostly a dog person.

I thought you told me you have a cat?

I do have a cat. He’s sitting on my feet purring right now. 

But you don’t like him?

Sure. I just like dogs a little better. They’re so enthusiastic.  Cats can be dicks.

They just have very definite opinions. You remind me of a cat in that regard.

Yeah. Sometimes I am a dick, too.

That isn’t really what I meant.

Don’t worry. I know. You are far too polite to ever say something like that.

You’d be surprised.

I wonder what else I would be surprised about?

Uh. Surprise? I don’t want to ruin the suspense.

OK, fine…act like a cat. See if I care. Do you have a cat right now?

No, and I miss having them around. 

You can have mine.

You’d miss him.

Maybe a little. He’s a good foot warmer, and I don’t have anyone else to purr at me.

I’d purr at you, given half a chance.

Would you also keep my feet warm?

I would do my very best!

You are good people.

Thanks. So what is his name?

The cat? When we got him his name was Fenway. 

Fenway?

Yeah, like the baseball place. 

Oh, right. Fenway Park. Are you into baseball?

No, not at all. 

So why Fenway?

That is what they called him at the shelter. It’s what is on his microchip.

You could have changed his name, you know.

Yeah. Cats don’t care anyway.

You don’t think they care?

No, I think they just listen to tone of voice and the sound of can openers and food packages being opened.

Very cynical.

No, just truthy. Anyway, we never called him Fenway.

So what is his name now?

We call him a lot of things.

He doesn’t have a name?

Not one specific one.

That’s sad!

No, it really isn’t. He has a whole bunch of names.

Like what?

Mr. Squeeeks, with an extra e because he is extra squeaky.

That’s cute. He squeaks?

Like a 20 pound mouse.

What else do you call him?

Fat cat.

Does he really weigh 20 pounds? That probably isn’t healthy.

I have no idea how much he weighs, but he’s pretty hefty.

We can talk about your cat’s diet later. What other names does he have?

Squeaker, Peeper, Peepster, Ratty, Rat, Kitty Kato, Cat, Stupid Cat, Fucker if he scratches me, and Motherfucker if he draws blood.

I see. That’s a lot of names.

Is it? Don’t most people call their pets by different names?

Not that many!

I guess.

I didn’t think “what’s your cat’s name” was going to involve a 20 minute question and answer period.

Some things are complicated.

Some people make things that way.

Well. Uh. 

Don’t look at me like that, I didn’t mean it in a bad way!

I know. It just…never mind.  Do you have any other important questions for me?

How many times have you been married?

Let’s talk about that when we discuss Squeaky Cat’s diet plan.

Really? Complicated again? Usually people just say a number.

Well.

Is it more than you can count on your fingers?

No! God, I’m not Liz Taylor!

So what’s so complicated about it?

It’s not a big deal, it’s just. It sounds awful.

Whisper it in my ear.

OK.

That isn’t so terrible. Only one more than me.

Oh, good.

Why did you think it was too complicated to just tell me?

There’s a story, but it’s a little late for it now.

You’re so funny. Always worried you’ll chase people away…

Hilarious.

It’s fine to just tell me anything you know.

I know.

But?

But I’m weird. Some people don’t like that.

In a good way. I do like it.

I’ll definitely give you a gold star for that!

I’m counting on it.

An imaginary conversation about scaring the natives

Can I ask you something?

Oh god. 

It isn’t anything awful. 

You’ll ask anyway. 

True. Well. No. 

No?

No, I wouldn’t ask if you said no, but I’d be annoyed. 

Right. 

So are you going to answer, or would you rather annoy me?

Can I reserve the right to decide until after I hear the question?

I suppose that is fair. 

So, what’s the question?

Can you name some qualities about me that men I date would find good and bad?

Good? Smart, funny, likes football and other sports, spontaneous, can sing, likes good food, knows lots of interesting facts about stuff, beer…

I’ve had several guys tell me I seem great but they don’t date women who like football. What’s the bad?

Possible freak inducing qualities: very open about deep, dark thoughts… Might reference you in a blog that includes aforementioned thoughts… Lots of male friends… Laughs at just about everything, Cries about just about everything…

Crying I get, but why would laughing freak someone out?

You could be laughing at him. Men are sensitive about that. 

Huh. Good to know. 

Anything surprising to you other than that?

Not really. There have already been issues because I have male friends. 

Really?

Yeah. 

Why do you need to know?

Just curious. 

You don’t need to change yourself to attract men. 

I am not. I just wonder what freaks them out sometimes.  Thanks. 

You’re welcome. 

I’ve been thinking about it. You didn’t include that I am wordy and overthink everything. 

You’re arguing with my list?

No. Yes. A little. 

Fine. Add wordy, over-thinking and relentless to both pros and cons. 

Relentless?

You don’t think you are?

Well…

Seriously?

Yeah. You’re right I am. 

I’m right?

I am pretty good about saying when someone else is right. 

I’m going to let that pass.  

Thanks. 

Can I ask you a question now?

Of course!

Do you think maybe you are taking men’s reactions to you too personally?

Yes, probably. I try not to, but when the rejections come in multiples I do wonder. 

Maybe you should take a step back and just be happy without worrying about men and what they think about you. 

Maybe. But I like men. 

I know you do. Maybe you just need to focus on good stuff in your life. 

I do! That is why I keep stepping back from dating, when I start feeling jaded. It’s just…

What?

I have stuff I need to figure out about what is not going well, so I write about it. The stuff that is going well doesn’t need to get figured out. It’s already working. 

Just saying that a little more concentrating on the positive couldn’t hurt. 

You’re right. 

Twice in one night?

Hush up. One thing that I am definitely feeling very good about are all of my friends and family. 

You know good people. 

I definitely do. Present company included. 

Ditto. 

An imaginary conversation with Taco69Amuck

Hey there, sugar. 

Why do you have taco in your user name?

I don know. I like tacos, I guess. 

You weren’t born in 1969–you’re 55!

Nope. 

Are you aware that both taco and 69 are euphemisms?

What?

Euphemisms. 

Whatver. 

And you spelled amok incorrectly. 

Who died and made you queen of speling?

The Pope. 

What?

No one, but don’t you want your name to be spelled right?

I don’t care, speling doesn’t interest me much. 

So I see. 

You have great legs. I’d love you to wrap em around me some nite. 

Does this approach ever work?

I luv sex. 

With women?

oF course. im the best, sugar. 

Somehow I doubt that very much.

I get all i want. 

Well, good for you. That isn’t the same as being good though, is it. 

I dont get any complains. 

You’ve gotten several from me. 

What?

Right. I think we’re through here!

Cmon. Give me a chance. Youll be glad you did. 

I’m already regretting spending this much time with you. 

Bye sugar.