2 years ago. December 27, 2021 at 5:50 PM
She sits along at the bar, stirring her drink, and staring off into space. Her hair done up neatly, her dress immaculate, and her expression bored. One by one men approach her and one by one they slink away.
I slowly approach, letting her get a good sense of me before I say, "Hi, buy you a drink?"
She smiles sweetly and speaks blandly, "I have a boyfriend."
"I minored in comparative theology." My reply doesn't miss a beat.
"What?" She blurts out in clear confusion.
"I'm sorry, I thought we were talking about things that don't matter tonight." And our grins are equally impish.
