(18) Chicago, a Place For Love....?

So I'm downtown at UIC with Kara and Lindsay. So far, we've had a blast! We (tried) to go to the Art Institute, but didn't quite make it before it started closing. So we headed on out to Boarders, and this is where we made some odd discoveries about a few couples in the downtown area.

First, there was the Myspace couple. We're calling them this because we have a feeling they must've met on Myspace or some other online dating website. Anyway, the woman was extremely disappointed. It looks like she was expecting someone "different" and that "he looks shorter" in real life. Lindsay is the one who overheard the conversation in the opposite aisle, so I don't know any of the dirty details.

Once Lindsay told us about the juicy gossip she was over-hearing, we all casually decided to walk past the aisle. The guy kept asking her if she liked what she saw, and the response was usually along the lines of "Well...." It finally got the point where the woman asked to take the conversation outside.

Then, there was the liberal vs. conservative couple in the table behind us at a fantastic little Greek place called "Artopolis". Arguing about health care and the like. It was hard to tune into because of all the noise and commotion in the restaurant, but amusing nonetheless.

On the opposite side of our table was the double date with a mean lady. Again, I didn't quite hear anything except for "I don't even want to talk about this anymore. You're so small-minded".

On our way out from the restaurant, there was the PDA couple. Up against a brick wall making out and excessively touching each other on a public street. w00t.

Then of course, there was me. Tomorrow I've got a busy day going to Mitsuwa and Valplayso, and someone decided to give me the bad news that he wasn't able to get the car for tomorrow. Well I couldn't text him back because I was driving, so I called him (which I guess isn't too much safer) to try to work out the details of how we'll do things tomorrow. He didn't pick up his phone, so I thought it would be funny to leave him a "crazy girlfriend" voice mail, yelling that there was no way he was smuggling himself out of our day tomorrow, and that I was coming to get him tomorrow, and that he better be ready when I get there. And then I hung up.

My biggest flaw with these "funny"things I do is that I forget to make sure to imply that my intention is to be funny and playful, rather than angry and obsessive. So I guess he took it the wrong way until I sent him a text message an hour or so later letting him know that I was only trying to be funny.