No Job, No Car, No Problem!

$2.00 Date Hate

Dick and I broke up exactly five months ago and have spoken briefly only a time or too.  It’s 1:30pm on Friday afternoon.  “Hey Jenny, its Dick.  What are you doing?”

I do have a job, don’t I?  Has he forgotten?  “Well Dick, I’m working, what’s up?”

“Oh well I was hungry and kind of bored and thought maybe we could grab lunch.  Are you up for that?”

Seriously?  At 1:30pm?  Who with a regular full time job hasn’t already eaten lunch by 1:30pm?  “Sorry Dick, I already went to the gym for lunch and I’m grabbing a bite at my desk.  Maybe later okay?  And hey, try to call an hour in advance huh?”

“Gosh, okay, ya I get it.  So you just want me to keep trying.  Is that right?”  Get over yourself Dick.  I’m not as infatuated as I once was over you.  “Okay well, ya paybacks, I get it Jenny.  Maybe I will try again later.”  So he gets it then!  Maybe he’ll call later, maybe not.  In any case, I need to make plans immediately.  There is no way I am going to end up sitting around tonight thinking he may potentially call. 

Frantically picking up the phone I dial Sandy.  “Sandy, I don’t know what you are doing tonight but we need to go out.”

“Yup, totally.  Why the celebration?”  I don’t have the gall to tell her the occasion is avoiding my awful ex.

Sandy and I arrive Longboards to have some dinner and couple drinks.  I find that I am periodically checking my phone and looking around as if expecting someone.  “What’s with you?” Sandy asks.

“Oh nothing.  Everything’s good.  Miss, Can I get another drink please?”

Even though I really don’t expect it…wait do I?...Dick calls.  “Hey Jenny, what are you doing right now?”

“Well I’m out with Sandy having some dinner and drinks.  You?”

“Oh, okay, well I called you earlier and you weren’t up for lunch so I thought of maybe giving it another shot at getting some dinner together.” 

Thank God I called Sandy and made plans.  This is going to feel good to say.  “Well Dick, you are a little late.  You have got to learn to try to call sooner than ten minutes prior to wanting to eat.”

“Yes, okay you are right.  Well I haven’t eaten, so if you girls are going to be there awhile maybe I will come down and meet you.”  He’s going to come here?  What is Sandy going to say?  How am I going to explain this?  Do I want to see him?

“Okay, that would be fine.  Come on down.”

I hang up my cell, shaking.  I cannot believe Dick is coming out.  Never once in our relationship did we go out somewhere.  Now he’s going to come out and on top of that meet one of my closest friends?  Maybe he wants me back!  Maybe he wants to give this another try!  Why else would he be calling twice in one day, for both lunch and dinner?  He must have finally realized I am special and a keeper.

“What the hell was that?” asks Sandy, eyebrows raised.

“Um that was Dick.  I guess he wanted to have dinner and apparently he’s coming here.”

“What?  This is crazy!  Do you want to get back together with him?”

Do I?  “Hell no, are you crazy?”  Wait am truly the one that’s crazy?  “But if he wants to come down here and see for himself how much better I am without him, then he can be my guest.”

I anxiously down my third margarita to ease my nerves.  Sandy chats quickly and seems excited to meet this ex-boyfriend I had for six months that none of my friends got the opportunity to meet.  I shift in my chair, sweating slightly, fixing my hair and checking my phone every other second.  Sandy is rambling about something but I don’t have a clue what.