Phrase of the month: Playing dead

Okay, so I didn't exactly do a phrase/word last month, but I was moving house and had no Internet connection for a while. I'm back, and almost alive, so here's the phrase for September. Thanks to KL (Scott Free) for doing the write-up. I was too trashed to see at the time of writing. :-)

Playing dead (verb, adjective?) -

It's happened to every single (single being the operative word) one of us. You get the phone number of the dog (stay with me, I'm going with the whole theme here), you either have just started something with a future possible paramour- (read fucked each other good and unproper) or you're in the early stages of the whole the game, you've got the number and you send that text. You know - it could be a simple "Love to catch up," or "Hey, when you coming back to take the cuffs off me bitch," or it could be "dinner sounds good give me a call and let me know when". It's gone into the phone text stratsophere and you sit back and wait with anticipation, and hopefully slightly wet pant, for the familiar vibrating/and/or/beep of the answered text from the object of your affection.

But wait.

And you do.

Nothing

nada

zilch

zero

bubkiss.

Did I send the message? Maybe it fucked up along the way and they never received it? Maybe you send another one, just in case, maybe not...either way your "hot to trot" boy or girl plays dead. That is, you hear nothing.

This is what KL (Scott Free) and I call, Playing Dead.

Well fuck they could be for all you know. No courtesy to even respond or indeed acknowledge you have received the text. Hell, even in myspace-land you can see the "read" or "unread" - (Afterthought - was this because good ole' Tom had had a few too many "playing deads"?)

Either way the dog is playing dead and you just have to hitch up your skirts and walk off into the sunset knowing that the rude fucks, are so fucking weak they don't even know good manners?

Special mention - Jeremy Piven, Ari gold of Entourage speaking to a red carpet interviewer at the Emmys, - the best insult ever - "You have real potential to be a human being."
ahhhhhh......

Enjoy September, and the beginning of Spring. It's a time to be alive, not play dead.