We got to the party late. The emergency rescue of some young TwentySomething leaving a bad relationship held us up. She didn’t have much to move, but we missed all the pre-fireworks fun. It was rather satisfying, I have to say, to be so gladly received by family and barely-recognized faces alike. “The party’s here! We wondered where you were! We were so bummed! We thought you weren’t coming! The show has arrived!”
As I made the rounds, I hugged an acquaintance and turned to introduce myself to her… “Oh, hi!”… date. Remember Mr. Forgettable? Yeah, me neither. He found her on OkCupid, too. Haha!
He didn’t think it was as funny as I did. Not mocking, just funny. “It’s bound to happen. Here we are!” Ah, courtship on the worldwide web… Cheers!