Stood Up
Posted: September 20, 2011 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentI was stood up. No big deal. No problem at all. I’m not feeling bad about it because I’m assuming my date was violently mugged and kidnapped in the subway by a clown posse who brought him to Nicaragua then forced him to wear a sequined onesie and coral lipstick while performing Jennifer Grey’s moves from the final scene in Dirty Dancing on repeat until the end of time.
I should have known he was lame after her referred to me as “kiddo” in all of his messages. It’s a patronizing way to refer to anyone that is not an actual child.
Granny offered up a gem in condolence, “Better he stands ya up now, than at the alter.” So true, so true.
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