Dinner with Joyce (Why not?)

I've told y'all about how I met Joyce in the store, and about how she asked for my number in the most awkward way I've ever been asked for it. She called a few days later. And straight out asked me out to dinner. I thought "why not?", and said "I'd like to". We agreed … Continue reading Dinner with Joyce (Why not?) →

The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 3

I promised that the evening would get even worse. Here's how it did. We finally got a table, and at least Monica didn’t get pissed off about where it was. She’s done that. I don’t know who she tries to impress, but having to change tables makes me want to crawl under one. It’s a … Continue reading The Valentine’s Day Massacre Part 3 →