My best friend and fellow single mama, Abby, went out on a date with a guy she found on Yahoo Personals. The date was a dud. A total flop, in fact. His voice was perturbing and as Abby put it, “there was something weird about his lips.” Ha!
So she runs to the bathroom and calls me.
“Okay. It’s horrible, call me back and give me an excuse to leave.”
“Seriously?” I ask, “Can’t you just tell him you’re not interested?”
“No! Call me. Now!” Then she hangs up the phone.
I hate doing this because I’m not a fan of lying to fellow singles. We’re all in this together. Plus something like this could mess with her dating karma. But, hey, she’s my best friend and a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. So I call.
“Hello?” she answers sweetly. She’s back at the table now with Mr. Weird Lips.
“Hey,” I stumble a bit, “Uhh… Kris’ car broke down and there’s no one to watch Benjamin. I have to go pick him up…can you come watch him?” Yada. Yada. I utter a few more possible excuses for her to use and then we hang up. She immediately went home in time to tuck her daughter in for bed.
20 minutes later she’s free. Poor Mr. Weird Lips. I hope he finds the girl of his dreams.
