Ex-Boyfriend Letters #5
Dear Ex-Boyfriend,
I was wondering if perhaps you’d pop over and have a look at one of my speakers? It emits a horrible sound every time I try to play music, which precludes me from entertaining my numerous guests properly. As you may recall, I do not get on with the electronic equipment ever since that incident with the George Foreman grill.
Unfortunately, I cannot give you the standard payment because… well, that would essentially constitute prostitution now that we are no longer ‘together’. However, if you can fit me in (maybe after your karate lesson?) I am certain we can come to a mutually beneficial arrangement.
Expectantly (but not in that way),
Your Ex-Girlfriend
24 September 2007 at 9:06 pm
Is it your woofers or your tweeters you are having problems with.
Incidentally, sorry to hear belatedly about the George Foreman grill incident. The details still make me take a sharp intake of breath and murmur “ouch, nasty”.
24 September 2007 at 9:19 pm
Unreliable, please let us never speak of Mr. Foreman and his grill of torture again.
24 September 2007 at 10:20 pm
Woofers and tweeters. Really, Mr. Witness. Could we, please, keep this out of the gutter?
Now, Ani, if your numerous guests object to the emission of horrible sounds… it may be time to find new friends. Then no electronic whoring would be necessary at all.
25 September 2007 at 7:01 pm
Electronic whoring? Really Boho Chick, despite appearances to the contrary this is not that kind of blog.