LVSteve
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I was getting my car serviced yesterday and at some point decided I had read enough of my book and started wandering around the showroom. There was a lady walking up and down the Porsches and after about her third pass she stopped by the 911 Cabriolet I was looking at. I asked if she was having trouble deciding what to get and she said she had the 2012 version and was just checking out the differences. OK then, lady with taste and serious spending habits. Looking at her wedding ring I would say she and her husband can afford it.
Anyway, turns out she is quite a car girl and we ended up having quite a chat. Somewhere in the conversation I must have said something like "Oh yes, my late wife liked those", because when it came time for me to leave she followed me outside on the pretense of looking at my car and asked if I might be dating again.

GULP!!! Fortunately, the question was asked with a view to me maybe being a match for a flight attendant friend of hers. PHEW!!
Anyhow, it seemed kosher I gave her my number to pass on.
Fast forward to a few hours later and it suddenly hit me, there is a chance there is no friend. Am I about to be volunteered as the dance partner for some elderly mobster's trophy wife?

Short career span in that game, I reckon. If I disappear my Smiths are already promised to my sis-in-law and my attorney. Sorry chaps.
Anyway, turns out she is quite a car girl and we ended up having quite a chat. Somewhere in the conversation I must have said something like "Oh yes, my late wife liked those", because when it came time for me to leave she followed me outside on the pretense of looking at my car and asked if I might be dating again.




Fast forward to a few hours later and it suddenly hit me, there is a chance there is no friend. Am I about to be volunteered as the dance partner for some elderly mobster's trophy wife?


