The First Date

When I met Joe I was making a sales call on an account.  I was looking for someone else, but there he was.  Being the good sales person I am, I sat down to figure out if he was a "decision" maker.  Ended up finding out that we both had grown up in the same small town and the biggest shocker ever....we lived on the same street growing up!  Only he lived at the top of the hill, and I at the bottom!  He moved when he was 11.

 He called me the next day and asked me out.  I said "yes." We were to meet for lunch at a place called Shooters. At 1pm. I got there a little before 1pm.  I looked the place over, and no Joe.  I sat at the bar and waited...and waited...and waited.....?  How long do you give someone?  I really liked him, I liked the fact we had a very similar history, that we knew all the same people, that we were the same age....I like his voice, I thought he was nice....so I waited about 45 minutes.  I was crushed, so I left. I went back to work. 

When I got home there was a message on the machine. It was Joe.  It went something like this...."I am at the restaurant and you are not here.  I couldn't take it if you stood me up....."  When I called him back and explained how I waited for 45 minutes at 1pm...(maybe I had the wrong restaurant....I even went out in desperation and looked at the sign!)....Oh my gosh, the date was for 2pm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 I have never lived it down, and ever since I have to listen very very carefully. I'm certain it was 1pm.  Why?  Because if it was for 2pm I would have thought I would die waiting till 2 to eat.

 After that it was love......