Bringing the Text to Life
Bryan Winter has a national reputation, but, unfortunately, it's headed south - fast. Here's why.
The story goes like this: About a year ago, Bryan Winter met this woman in a Washington, D.C., bar. They had some laughs. They danced.
They exchanged e-mail addresses.
Some time over the course of the next week, the ritual of cyber-courtship continued. But then it disintegrated faster than a California marriage.
The woman e-mailed Bryan with a couple of get-to-know-you questions like, "Hey, what's your last name?" And what happened next made history.
Perhaps it was all-too-easy to blow this woman off, considering the anonymity of e-mail communication. Was Bryan simply a do-right guy with an extraordinarily lousy sense of humor? Or was he indeed a narcissistic prig? For whatever reason, Bryan responded to his dance partner this way:
"You seem like a nice person, and I don't mean this as badly as it might sound, but I don't have time for twenty questions by e-mail. I met five girls...