After a grueling day in the office, I met up with Sleepless and Progressive for drinks. In typical Greek fashion (I’m not Greek, just trying to be more diverse), I was late. As a result, I missed dessert and Progressive’s time was limited.
Fortunately, he had time to do two very important things: 1) pay the bill and 2) make me an incredible offer. “I’d like to do a guest entry,” he said with great confidence. “OK,” I said, “I’ve never had a guest entry….on the blog, that is.” “Alright, I’ll start working on it,” he said. “For now, I’ve got to leave you two sugar selves, with the bill paid. Enjoy the basketball game.”
So, Progressive left Sleepless and I in the bar, on the same side of the booth, watching Women’s basketball. This reminded us of the other night when, for reasons unbeknownst to us, several people asked us why we weren’t married. Although we don’t believe any of them were implying that the two of us should be married to each other, we decided to respond as if they were, “It’s not legal.”
As I looked around the bar, and then back at us in the booth, I told Sleepless, “This could be the reason people think we’re a couple and why we’re still single.” “You think?” she asked while smiling at a group of lesbians who were also there to watch the game. Yep.
“Speaking of relationships,” said Sleepless, “I was trying to help a coworker with a situation with his wife and you’ll never believe what he told me, ‘From a dysfunctional point of view, you can give great advice.’” “Wow,” I told her, “Gotta love those compliments.”
It was about this time that a male patron approached us and posed a question to me, “How far did you grow up from Northern Kentucky?” Based on his accent, outfit and demeanor, it was clear he grew up right in the heart of Northern Kentucky. “States away,” I replied. “Well I do believe you’re the most delightful creature I’ve ever met in my life,” he stated. “Why, thank you,” I kindly replied.
As he walked away a smile crept upon Sleepless’ face, “That was beautiful; fabulous on every level. A true compliment. I’m a little jealous, not really, though.” “Glad you enjoyed it,” I told her and added, “Hopefully the memory of me will bring him great joy because that is all he’s getting. I’m like D.C. – I let people ‘land’ themselves.”