7/28/2014

Red Flag, Green Light

Story Sent in by Tina:

It was my second date with Tommy. The first one went seriously great. This time, we were on our way from a stand-up show to dinner. He was driving and I was riding shotgun. We were quoting funny lines from the comedy show back and forth at each other.

When we were stopped at a traffic light, Tommy was in the middle of a sentence when he glanced out his window at a young woman strolling by. He stopped talking and watched her go down the sidewalk.

The light turned green. I was about to ask him if he knew her when he rolled down his window and yelled at her, "Hey, you bitch!"

I caught the look on her face as Tommy floored it through the intersection. I was so in shock I didn't know what to say. A moment later he hit the brakes. We were stopped at another red light. Tommy looked in his mirrors and gasped.

The young woman he had just apparently randomly insulted was running at us. Tommy panicked, flailed a bit, threw the car into park (right there on the road), jumped out, and ran away down the sidewalk, leaving me in the awkward position of having to scramble into the driver's seat and park the car once the light turned green.

I didn't see where Tommy or the girl wound up, and I had no idea what to do. I ultimately left the keys on his seat and left his door unlocked. He never called me after that, and I certainly didn't reach out to him.

3 comments:

  1. I woulda driven that bitch to Mexico! Whoooo!

    But seriously, why get out and run? He was in a CAR. Much faster than running even if he did have to wait through the red light.

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  2. Why insult the girl in the first place ?!

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  3. Guessing that was his ex-girlfriend. But I would have driven the car someplace, maybe not Mexico. Someplace with a drop box so I could wrap the keys in a note and he'd have to explain to the people who worked there why he ran off leaving both his date and his car.

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