Tuesday, January 15, 2013

In my mind, I am....

First of all, I apologize to my dear readers.  It's been awhile.  I missed you, but I was sorting through some stuff and honestly, you wouldn't have been interested.  Or maybe I've misjudged you and you would have been terribly interested, but the moment has passed us by now...and there is only one way forward now...

....and it's with a funny story.  Who doesn't love a good funny dating story?!

So my gal pal went out with a guy tonight that she met via an online dating site.  This was the second date--the first "date" was just a meet/greet over a cocktail.  This was a bigger deal: start with dinner, open-ended, who-knows-where-the-night-will-take-us scenario.  Butterflies in the tummy, carefully planned out outfit...the whole nine yards.

[You should know that my gal pal is no dummy: she always Googles her dates before she meets them, in case their axe murderers, rapists, or...(gasp)...without an online presence, which is a red flag in and of itself these days.]

So, as Mr Fantastic is late for this dinner date, she finds herself with a few spare moments to check around the internet for any signs of freakishness.  And it's not what she finds that gives her pause, it's what she doesnt:

No divorce filing.  But wait, she thinks, he told me he was divorced...

Mr. Fantastic finally shows up and after a bit of small talk, she cuts right to it:

Her: What state were you divorced in?
Him: Minnesota.
Her: Really?  'Cause there's no court record of it anywhere.  Not even an initial filing.
Him: Well...umm....
Her: Are you divorced or not?
Him: Well, in my mind, I am.


......Annnnnnd....SCENE.  She paid the bill (since there's no sense in owing a guy dinner) and was out the door.

Integrity?  Naw. 
Honor?  Nope. 
Fully-engulfed, flaming pants on a liar?  You betcha!