In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a short summary for this text. The summary must include a situation which caused humor. The summary should be one or two sentences long.

[Q]: Text: i have been seeing this girl for about a month or so. things have been going okay.  well today we are supposed to hang out, but she bails. this starts the beginning of the end. she says,"things are just wierd and she doesn't know what to do." i not being certain what she is talking about ask her to explain.  this is when my phone pocket dials the first time. it has done this a couple times the past month so i just hang up the call when i notice it. she says nevermind. i tell her that i'm not going to force her to talk but am willing to listen if she ever feels like talking. if it ended like that i would have felt fine knowing i tried my best with a slight chance of things turning for the better, but no my pocket goes rogue and calls her again. this time i don't notice till five minutes later. i end the call and look at the text she sent me it reads,"stop calling me and trying to get me to talk." great now there is no chance and i'm left looking like an overly attached creeper.

 

edit spelling is not one of my strengths.
[A]: my pocket is not a good wingman.


[Q]: Text: i feel like this is a regular tifu, but fuck it.

so earlier, at work, i was reading this thread, about a kid meeting a victoria secret model(http://www.reddit.com/r/pics/comments/2eptf8/my_cousin_met_a_victorias_secret_model_at_the/), and everything was normal, reading comments and all that, until i see a comment posting imgur links, and some text(didn't read that part). the imgur was of a nude picture of this model, and lucky fucking me, my manager was right behind me as i see this picture, i close it as soon as i see it, but i see my manager and i know i'm fucked.

he gives me a stern talking to, as well as sending me home without pay for a day, so that sucked. on the bright side, i came home and fapped to the pictures, so that's a plus.
[A]: opened nude pictures from reddit at work, got sent home for a day without pay.


[Q]: Text: i work in a students union in an office upstairs. my friend works on the reception, right in the middle of the main entrance foyer downstairs. we both are big fans of the walking dead and are both pretty much up to the same point in the series, her always being a few episodes ahead. we love to discuss the show after i have caught up, so i was very excited as i made my way down the stairs one morning to talk about the episode i had watched the previous evening. i was so excited that when i came to the foyer, with my friend behind her desk facing me on the opposite side of the entrance hall, i couldn't help but start lumbering towards her, head cocked, arms writhing and outstretched, loudly snarling, moaning and groaning, doing the best zombie impression i could. i thought it would make my friend laugh, excite her for the upcoming zombie conversation, and also to try and distract her while she dealt with the lone customer who was stood with her back to me, talking to her. the hall was almost empty save the girl with her back to me. as i lurched ever nearer, i was confused as to why my friend was not smiling at my funny joke, but instead looking horrified and almost frozen with panic. it was too late before i realized why. only two paces from the girl with her back to me, i continued with my brilliant impression, idiotically ignoring my friends grimace and instead increasing the vigor of my performance as i drew nearer.


all at once, with horror, i realized what i was doing. i heard the girls voice as she noticed me and spun around. i could not break character fast enough. we locked eyes, my face contorted, arms akimbo, body bent. she had downs syndrome. she thought i was mocking her. the world stood still as my friend, paralyzed by the proximity of my shame and shock, stared at me, mouth agape. i had no words. i locked eyes with the stranger for what felt like eons before turning tail and fleeing outside.


fortunately, there were few people about; the entrance hall and reception area is usually packed, so only the three of us know my cringe-worthy shame.
[A]:
people with downs syndrome are not likely to appreciate your zombie impression, no matter how good it is. **


