Fwd: Her Story vs. His Story

---------------------- Forwarded by Eric Bass/HOU/ECT on 06/27/2000 12:38 PM
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Brian Hoskins
06/27/2000 08:46 AM
To: Barry Steinhart/Corp/Enron@Enron, Roberto
Martinez/ENRON_DEVELOPMENT@ENRON_DEVELOPMENT, Hector Campos/HOU/ECT@ECT, Eric
Bass/HOU/ECT@ECT, Dick Jenkins/HOU/ECT@ECT, Luis
Mena/ENRON_DEVELOPMENT@ENRON_DEVELOPMENT
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Subject: Fwd: Her Story vs. His Story

< < < < < < << < HER STORY:
< < < < < < <
< < < < < < < He was in an odd mood when I got to the
<bar to meet him, I thought it might have been because I was a bit late.
<He didn't say anything much about it. He seemed silent, distracted and
<his only eye contact seemed judgmental. I decided maybe I should never
<wear that dress again. Well, maybe it was the color. Maybe I should
<never wear this color again either.
< < < < < < < The conversation was so slow going so I thought maybe we
<should go off somewhere more intimate so we could talk more privately.
<He didn't really seem to agree, but we went off to this quiet, little
<restaurant and he's STILL acting a bit funny and I'm trying to cheer him
<up, be witty and tell cute stories, but I start to wonder whether it's
<me or something else.
< < < < < < < He doesn't smile much, so I ask him, but he says no. But you
<know I'm not really sure. I wonder and then I think about the 5 pounds
<I gained this past month. I bet he thinks I'm a fat hog now. Anyway, in
<the cab back to his house, I say that I love him and he just puts his
<arm around me, but doesn't squeeze. I don't know what the hell this all
<means or what I should think because you know he doesn't say it back or
<do anything.
<We finally get back to his place and I'm wondering if he's going to dump
<me. So I try to ask him about it but he just switches on the TV.
<Reluctantly, I say I'm going to go to sleep. Then, after about 10
<minutes or so, he joins me and we have sex. But, he still seems really,
<really distracted, so afterwards I just wanted to leave. I roll over and
<sniffle a little real quietly. He snores. I dunno, I just don't know,
<what he thinks anymore. I mean, do you think he's met someone else?
<
<
< < < < < < < HIS STORY:
<
<Shitty day at work. Tired. Got laid though.