My Dad likes to dance. I mean, he REALLY likes to dance. He's 75 years old and goes to singles dances every Friday and Saturday night. You would think that at his age he would listen to some oldies or maybe some 60's and 70's music. Nope, not DancerBob1028 (His Match.com username). Dancer-B listens to top 40, Loudly in his room everyday. It drives my wife nuts, I think it's hilarious.
So, each Fri-Sat night DancerBob1028 hits the singles scene.
This week he asked me "Is there a website where you can look up some body's phone number?" Laughing to myself, I said "Sure, who's the lucky lady" While looking up said lady, he proceeds to tell me the story of the Lucky Lady. He met her last year, he gave her his number, she lost it, yada yada yada,, he ran into her again Friday night and left before he had a chance to get her number. After a couple of attempts at some various websites I find the mystery women's phone number. I look up to give him the good news and I notice that his left eye is completely red. No white at all, "Dad, what's wrong with your eye?" "Why, What" he said. "Have you looked in the mirror today, it's all red." I asked him wondering Did he go dancing last night with this red Zombie-like eye? No wonder she ran for the hills. What's this old man with pink-eye trying to do? He hasn't called her yet. I fear it will be a very SHORT conversation.
No comments:
Post a Comment