“So, how did your date go on Friday?”
Claire had been talking to me in the office last week about the date she was going on with her personal trainer.
“Oh, my God, Di, I was so board. All he did was talk about the gym and if I was keeping with the program he’s set for me. Then he started talking about how many years he’s worked to get like he was.” She huffed out a breath of air. “I tuned him out for the rest of dinner, just inserting a few ‘yeah’s’, and ‘uh-huh’s’, and he thought I was so there. I was glad to go see the movie, but then he took me to some action thing I had no interest in. I can’t even tell you the name of it. I was so glad for the torture to be over. I didn’t even kiss him at the end; I just went into my house with a see you later.”
I was laughing so hard. In the months that I’d known her, she had had some of the worst dates. She really had to start interviewing her dates a bit better. “Hey, I have an idea for you.” I said, hopping in my seat.
“I’m scared to ask.” She dead-panned.
“No, this is good. I was thinking you really need to interview your men before you go with them on dates.”
She just looked at me, I guess thinking I wasn’t finished.
“Don’t you get it? Try speed dating!!”
“What the hell is speed dating?”
I couldn’t believe she’d never heard of it before. I had always thought it was a cool concept. “You go to a place and there’s a bunch of other singles there, and you sit at a table and the guys have three minutes to tell you about themselves, and when the three minutes are up they go to the next table. At the end you decide whose number you want and call them up for a date. It’d be fun.”
“I guess it sounds interesting.” She looked at me and smiled. “I’ll do it if you go with me. You never go anywhere or do anything. Like you said, it’d be fun.”
I slouched back into my seat. Even if I was leaving soon, I wasn’t interested in trying to go out with anyone. My past shows how I have had no luck when it comes to men. I shook my head. “No, it’s no use for me to do something like that.” I said.
“Why ever not?” She asked. Claire was completely perplexed as to why I never did anything or accepted offers to go on dates. She couldn’t stand the fact that I wouldn’t tell her why, but I would not get someone else mixed up in my problems.
“I think it’s getting time for me to move on.” I thought about the phone calls earlier in the office. I would answer, but no one would say anything. I just heard shuffling and breathing on the other end. “As soon as I get things organized, and put my two weeks’ notice in, I’ll be heading out.”
Claire popped up straight in her seat, like she would object, but before she said anything, a voice behind me sent shivers down my spine when he spoke.