Story Sent in by Leia:
I met Tim and Pfeiffer, his great dane, while I was out walking Han Solo, my beagle (my name is Leia, so I might as well use the privilege).
Tim entertained me with stories about how difficult it was to keep such a mischievous hound. We then moved on to discussing ourselves. I told him that I was a nurse at a particular local hospital, and he said that he was a programmer for a small software company.
He asked me if I would want to do coffee sometime, and I told him that I would. It was only afterward that I realized that he had forgotten to ask for my number, or else I forgot to give it to him. Still, I guessed that I'd encounter him again during a future dog walk, and I looked forward to it. He seemed like a good guy.
Later that afternoon, around three, he showed up in my hall at the hospital. With Pfeiffer. How he made it up there with a great dane was anyone's guess, as dogs weren't allowed. He walked right up to me as if we were still in the park and said hi.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him.
He said, "Oh, Pfeiffer and I were out for a walk, and just passing—"
"That's very nice of you, but you can't bring a dog in here."
He gave me a blank look and said, "We just came in to visit. See, we were out for a walk and just passing—"
Pfeiffer barked. I jumped. He tore away from Tim and ran away from us, down the hall.
There were a couple of patients as well as a doctor and a few other nurses in his path. Pfieffer wasn't, apparently, interested in them, but when they saw a huge great dane tearing at them, they screamed or else jumped over desks and into patients' rooms to avoid him.
When he made it to the end of the hall, he stopped and sniffed at the floor. Tim suggested, "He might have smelled patient urine."
I yelled at Tim, "Remove your dog or we'll have you arrested!"
I don't know where those words (or any bravery to speak them) came from, but Tim turned to me and said, "He's just a dog, you bitch!" then strode calmly down the hall, grabbed Pfeiffer, walked past everyone, and exited the hall without giving me a glance.
Our coffee date never happened. Probably because he just couldn't find a cafe that allows nutty dogs to run wild.
Story Sent in by Leia: