Thinking real hard about the time some dude in the psych ward with me with a nice British accent, high intellect, and who seemed mostly pretty with it (maybe depressed? I couldn’t tell? Seemed rude to ask) and was cool so I gave him my phone number to be friends maybe and then it turned out the impeccable accent wasn’t real and I had already given him my phone number and when I got out of the hospital and was checking my phone for the first time, sitting on the bench outside waiting for my uber, I had a voice mail from.... inside the hospital.... and it was the guy calling from phone inside the unit to ask me on a date and I was like. “Where is this date going to happen? Is it in the cafeteria? Am I going to come back later this week? During visiting hours?” And later was like “first of all, the audacity, and second of all the audacity” because damn dude you have to have hella confidence for a move like that and I told my friends and we howled for like 30 minutes
