by B. Barton Biddlearton | Score: 1800
It always happened this way. He went on a date, which was going one way or another, well or badly, and his weird sense of humor, combined with his nervousness, proved too much for him. The fact of laughing only made it worse, laughing at his laughter.
He would be crying later.
There were inevitable reactions from his date:
- jumping up and stalking off
- the occasional drink in the face
But this time, Sharon, his pharmacist, just sat there without much expression, occasionally checking her watch. As he kept it up, she took about a Danielle Steele novel and began reading.
When he finally ran down, he looked at her in amazement. "You're still here."
"I love a man with a sense of humor."
And that's how my parents met.