Table For One

OK, at exactly 2:37 this afternoon I got the following text from Agnes:

I can’t do tonight, Charon’s Aide.  I’ve got the throat scratchies and feel like general crap.  Maybe next week sometime….

I’d like to see a show of hands, here.  How many of you appreciative appreciators are surprised that I was stood up?  How many??  Don’t be shy!  Uh huh.  I see.  I guess that I was the only daydream believer who didn’t see it coming.

When the novice mistress told us that every nun had to have a habit I thought she was talking about our clothes!

When the novice mistress told us that every nun had to have a habit, I thought she was talking about our clothes!

You would think this would settle it once and for all!  “Give it up, Charon’s Aide” I can hear you all saying, “She’s really not that into you.”  That’s what I’m hearing from all you voices of reason; but there are other voices, voices in my head — and those voices aren’t the tiniest bit reasonable.

“She might actually be sick,”  Yeah, right!  “and she did say ‘maybe next week’.  Why not give it another week?  Why not give it another two?”

This is why it’s just not worth your breath to talk to some people.  Some people aren’t going to see reason until it smacks ’em upside the head.  I can just see myself getting all full of turkey on Thanksgiving, and then getting all full of myself a few days later, then calling Agnes and asking her out again.

I thought I was using Agnes for my ‘practice’ date.  She’s actually become my ‘practice’ rejection.  I seem to need a lot of practice in this area before I master the skill.

So, when I got hungry this evening I ate dinner by myself.  Just me, and my shadow, and my little bowl of spaghetti.

Big fun, huh?

Be Happy,
Be Well,

Charon’s Aide

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