Bryan Corbett

Am I That Creepy Guy? - Poem by Bryan Corbett

I met a girl last night!
stopped at the local watering hole
I was only gonna have one or two drinks, I swear
but there she was in the backroom playing pool

after only three or four more drinks, I swwwear
I finally worked up the nerve
to go over and talk to her.
her name is Jenny
she's a lawyer
originally from some podunk town in Pennsylvania
it took some time and only one or two more drinks,
I swwweeeeear
but I finally got her to give up
her phone number

then I went home
and paced in my living room
for a few hours,
or maybe it was less than 10 minutes
talking to myself, OUT LOUD:
should I call?
should I wait?
should I call?
should I wait?

I picked up my phone
the bar napkin was trembling in my hand
I dialed each number, oh. so. carefully:

and got this:
'the number you have reached: 8675-30niiiiIiiine has been disconnected.'

Which was followed by a Tutone dial tone...

I swwwweweeeeeeeeaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Topic(s) of this poem: funny

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 21, 2016

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