Submitted by Daryl:
Stella wrote me first on a dating site. Her message was long, but friendly and she seemed very interested in me. One thing that was an instant red flag was, "You work at a printing shop? How much does that pay?" but I chalked it up to curiosity.
I wrote her back with answers to most of her questions, and asked her some of my own. To the above-mentioned query, I replied, "It pays enough."
She wrote back one line: "Hello lifetime lo mein dinners. Adios."
Well, shucks. What a loss. It took me the lesser part of three seconds to forget about her.
Until two months later, when she wrote me back: "Hey. How are you?"
I replied, "I'm fine, thanks. Still working at a printing shop. Had sushi the other night."
She wrote back, "And you didn't invite me???"
What the hell, I thought. I asked her out to dinner via e-mail, making it clear that it would be as friends. She went for it and picked out a sushi restaurant nearby.
We met up, she came across as incredibly into herself, and after ten minutes, I ran out of things to ask her. At one point, after about a minute of silence, she asked, "I could tell you more about myself. Want to hear?"
For the sake of civility, I said yes. Thereafter, I learned all about how amazing it was that dropping out of nursing school can lead to a series of epiphanies leading to someone wanting to become a teacher, only deciding to not become a teacher because of all of the tests that you apparently had to take in order to become licensed, etc.
At the present, she works at her father's company as an upper-level administrator (using her words).
The bill came. I pulled out enough to cover my meal and passed it over to her.
"What's this?" she asked, as if she hadn't ever seen a bill before.
"Yours came to about $20, including tax and tip," I prodded.
She gave me a look, then reached for her purse and pulled out a $100 bill. She said, "This is all I have."
"I'm sure they can break it," I assured her, and sure enough, they did.
When we left the place, she said, "Goodnight," and sped off in the direction that I had to go in, myself. I let a few minutes pass before heading that way, back to my car.
I didn't know that there actually existed people like this, but I guess I couldn't remain trapped inside the bubble forever!
Submitted by Daryl: