It's not funny anymore.

That's my motto for this year.

TRUE STORY: The other night at Nurse Betty's (I know I know, I have no business being on the lower east side at this point...)

Dude: Hey what's that?
Me: Uh, hand lotion. (I just came back from the bathroom.)
Dude: Can I have some??
Me: Sure.
Dude: Blah blah blah some chatter
Me: Blah blah blah some response
Dude: So, you guys have been here for like 3 hours!!
Me: Hm, you been keeping track?
Dude: Well um, so where are you from??
Me: Here.
Dude: Like New York?
Me: Yeah.
Dude: ME TOO! What school did you go to???
Me: Uh...Cornell?
Dude: What HIGH SCHOOL did you go to???
Me: Uh...Stuy?
Dude: OMG ME TOO!!!! WHAT YEAR??
Me: ...
Dude: I graduated in 2005!!!!!!
Me: (fainting)
Dude: Comeon, what year are you? 2006? Who did you have for chem??
Me: Uh, I gotta go. I left my wallet at the bar. Bye.

Seriously. I don't wanna talk to a guy who graduated from college in 2005, let alone high school.

And no, it's not a compliment because when they find out your real age, the look you get is one of true shock. And sometimes disgust.

So sad. So not funny.