I hate these conversations …
‘What do you do?’ asks the man at the business dinner.
‘I’m a writer.’
‘Ah … what do you write?’
‘Fiction.’
‘Would I have read anything of yours?’
‘Almost certainly.’
‘Great! What are they called then, your novels?’
‘I haven’t had any novels published yet.’
‘Ah … so what might I have read then?’
‘Erotica.’
Silence from the man at the business dinner
3 Comments
B.A. Goodjohn
19th June 2006Ha!
Can I borrow this?
Anne
19th June 2006Perhaps the businessman didn’t reply because he had moved from the speech area of the brain to his sexual centre and from my experience men find it difficult to talk while they are preoccupied by their dicks!
Kay Sexton
20th June 2006Anne, you could be right and Bunny – go for it!