Should've Seen it Coming

Story Sent in by Clyde:

While walking down a street with Sandra on the evening of our first date, a streetlight went out. I didn't think it was too strange, but she stopped and stared at it like it was something truly amazing.

"I did that," she finally said, "With my psychic powers."

"Do it again," I teased.

She put her index fingers to her head and stared at another streetlight. She kept at it for a good long while. When she was unable to shut it off, she said, "I must've spent all my powers on that first one."

"Seems like a a silly thing to waste all your powers on."

She said, "I just wanted to prove them to you."


I'm not kidding when I say that she stopped and stared at every streetlight that we passed for the remainder of our walk. "I don't understand it," I heard her mutter, "This almost always works."

After a while she stopped with the theatrics. I asked her, "Gave up?"

She replied, "No. Now I'm just trying to psychically make you trip and land on your face."

No more dates for that girl.

1 comment:

  1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Street_light_interference

    It's a thing! I mean, you both sound like fools....who brings this up on the first date?! I always wait until at least the 5th.


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