Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Mistakes were made. But not by me.

Actually, that's a lie. Mistakes were made by me. Big ones. One in particular. One that had a price tag of about $400.

Ouch.

Planning an upcoming trip to Scotland, I purchased a non-refundable ticket. And it wasn't until I shared the ticket with a traveling companion that she pointed out my return date was incorrect. Instead of returning on July 26, my return was set for August 26. Now, as much as I'd like to spend five weeks in Scotland, I'm pretty sure I can't afford that much time off work, or spend that much on hotel rooms. So, I bit my tongue, laughed and paid the change fee.

Ugh.What a stupid mistake.

But, I'm not the only one! A friend, who shall remain anonymous (I've been threatened to have "the pants sued off of me" but really is a joke on him because I don't wear pants ever) presented me with this little gem earlier today:

Dear Megan,

Thought you readers would like such a story. I was married man for a long time and and found myself single a few years ago. I got married young and really before internet dating, etc. Although I am great with people, talking to women with the intent of asking them out terrifies me. So I rarely do. Especially strangers.

A few weeks ago I saw a beautiful woman in a sundress with cowboy boots playing a guitar with the voice of an angel. Basically all the reasons I moved to Tennessee. A friend introduced me, and I manned up and asked for her number, which she gave me. I sent her my info but no response. No big deal, I was proud I did it.

The other day I saw her again and a friend encouraged me to text her since I did not get to talk to her. She texted me back quickly. She was very nice and kind. Since I am bad at these things I sometimes ask my female friend in NY and her twin sister for advice. So I went to work.

They gave me the advice to pick a place and ask her when she would be back in town. I did and it was great. She then suggested that I add her as a friend on Facebook. This too seemed great. So I went back for another consult or request that read: "Dream girl just asked to add her on Facebook. Quick everyone fb stalk my profile to make sure I don't need to delete anything." Seemed like a normal thing to do.

Then I screamed. I was toggling back and fourth and sent it to the wrong person. Not just any wrong person, the dream girl.

I was horrified and used my quick wit to save some dignity. Turned out she had a boyfriend. Dream girl is a musician and she said the incident was really no big deal and I should come see her play later in the month.

But wait. There's more.

Today I was texting with a friend who is coming to visit me. She already knew the story, and I wanted her to come to see Dream Girl's show when she arrived. I quickly checked the date from Dream Girl's text message and I sent my friend the good news... or so I thought.

“The girl I sent the fatal text to is playing that weekend. You may have to play wingman.”

And then I screamed again. Of course I sent that to Dream Girl. So I resolved to never ever take a chance on a woman again. She hasn't responded to the second text. I hope she never will.

Horrified and single,
A FRIEND

So it happens to the best of us. Le sigh....

All the news for today. Over and out.

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