Over 44 years ago, I ran into my best friend from the eighth grade. As we talked about the years that elapsed I mentioned the name of the hospital I worked at. He then whips out a picture of an amazingly beautiful woman, his girlfriend, who also worked there. I didn’t know her. A year later, during an evening shift, I walked into a linen closet and ran into the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. “You look familiar to me, have we met?” I asked.
She rolled her eyes and said with exasperation “you’ll have to be more original than that if you want to ask me out”. Later that night, as we drank coffee at JoJo’s in Rancho Mirage California we finally discovered she had previously dated my best friend from 8th grade. 5 weeks later I proposed and we are coming up on our 42nd wedding anniversary. Dead rabbits aren’t always a bad thing.
Well, my friend many years ago set me up on a blind date, we planned a double date, and I rode with him and his girlfriend to pick the girl up. As we pulled up to her home he calmly stated he had never met this girl and as far as he knew she could be pregnant. Turned out she was indeed pregnant, but we all still went to dinner. After, for something to do, as kissing and hugging were out of the question, we all went and got tattoos. my tattoo ended up being Pan, the inspiration for a character in my book Knight on Time, so I guess all worked out.
Over 44 years ago, I ran into my best friend from the eighth grade. As we talked about the years that elapsed I mentioned the name of the hospital I worked at. He then whips out a picture of an amazingly beautiful woman, his girlfriend, who also worked there. I didn’t know her. A year later, during an evening shift, I walked into a linen closet and ran into the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. “You look familiar to me, have we met?” I asked.
She rolled her eyes and said with exasperation “you’ll have to be more original than that if you want to ask me out”. Later that night, as we drank coffee at JoJo’s in Rancho Mirage California we finally discovered she had previously dated my best friend from 8th grade. 5 weeks later I proposed and we are coming up on our 42nd wedding anniversary. Dead rabbits aren’t always a bad thing.
Well, my friend many years ago set me up on a blind date, we planned a double date, and I rode with him and his girlfriend to pick the girl up. As we pulled up to her home he calmly stated he had never met this girl and as far as he knew she could be pregnant. Turned out she was indeed pregnant, but we all still went to dinner. After, for something to do, as kissing and hugging were out of the question, we all went and got tattoos. my tattoo ended up being Pan, the inspiration for a character in my book Knight on Time, so I guess all worked out.
A great story, and so well relatable!
A whole new optic on the old "the rabbit died".