Like Son, Like Father

(Our 3,000th post!)

Story Sent in by Laura:

A little less than halfway through my date with Aidan (we had lunch at an outdoor cafe at a nearby zoo), he excused himself. When he came back he said, "I don't think we're a good match. But I know someone you'd be perfect for, so he's on his way."

It was unexpected, as everything had seemed to be fine. I didn't know a thing about this friend, so I said, "I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe we should cut our losses and part ways."

"No. You don't get how perfect for this guy you are. Trust me."

I figured why not. Aidan's phone rang, he answered it, and when he was off the call, he told me, "Change of plans. We're going to meet him at a bar. Come on."

We left the zoo in our separate cars and went to a nearby sports bar. When we arrived, Aidan introduced me to a well-dressed guy who looked to be about 50 or so. I was 25.

Aidan said, "Laura, this is Ken. My father."

Ken kissed my hand. I was polite, but I asked Aidan where the guy was, who he had wanted me to meet.

Aidan said, "This is he. My dad. I think you guys will hit it off."

"I hope so!" Ken said, then slapped Aidan on the back and the two of them laughed.

I backed toward the door and said, "I don't think so. See you."

Aidan took a few steps toward me and said, "I don't think you'll be leaving. Wait 'til you see what our boys did to your car."

I left that moment to return to my car, turned it on, and drove away. Nothing at all seemed to be wrong with it, and I have no idea what Aidan was talking about. Since then, even though this happened a while ago, I avoid driving by that bar.


  1. Congratulations on 3,000 posts!

    As for the OP-I'm sorry you had to put up with that nonsense. It sounds to me like the father had his son put up a dating profile to meet women for himself. Or they were playing some freaky share women game-either way, I'm glad you cut your losses and moved on. You deserve much better!

  2. Smooth move - get your son to bird-dog chicks for you!

  3. Congrats on 3,000 posts! Woo-hoo! And weird weird weird!

  4. Wingman of the Year award goes to the kid.

  5. His last seven stepmothers were really impressed that their cars had been messed with and decided to give Ken a chance.

    Poor, poor Aiden. Always a groomsman, never a strangler.


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