Dating is Miserable but it’ll get you laid

Shiksas are for practice.

I have mentioned before how small San Francisco is. I had a conversation with a friend over the weekend that made my head spin just a little bit when I attempted to keep the storylines straight.

Friend: Hey, you know [Guy 626] right?
Me: Yeah. I actually went to drinks and dinner with him the other night. It was nice.
Friend: I told you about him, right?
Me: No
Friend: You know my brother's girlfriend, right? When her and my brother broke up for a little bit she met 626 off J-Date. I guess it never went anywhere mainly because 626 and my brother are in a similar social circle. Later we bumped into him and his roommate at a Jewish Singles Mixer . I got his roommate's phone number but we were never able to connect.
Me: Yeah and his roommate has a girlfriend now.
Friend: Oh I don't care.
Me: I know. Do you realize every woman in that story, excluding yourself, is named Amanda?