It goes like this. I wanted to go out to dinner with my friend, who in this story will be known as subject A. Said girlfriend could not be bothered since she already had plans to have dinner with a friend of the quite inferior male
sex. This male, as you can see, will be referred to as subject B. I did not like the notion that me (referred to in this story as spy 1) was put on the back burner because of subject B. Thus, I recruited spy 2 (my other girlfriend) for a quazi dinner date. That's correct. Spy 1 and spy 2 followed subject A and subject B to the very same food establishment where we were coincidentally and conveniently sat right next to the pursued party. Unkown to spy 1 and spy 2 is the fact that subject B recognized them from subject A's apartment building since spy 1 and spy 2 had left while subject B was waiting for subject A to come to the car. Subject B turned to subject A and commented on just how awkward and strange it was that spy 1 and spy 2 wound up at the same place to eat. Subject A, at this point knowing we were there (plus we sent advanced warning of our stalker-ish plans), played along with subject B's decision to turn this into a cosmic event. Meanwhile spy 1 and spy 2 silently observed the dinner date between subject A and subject B, and had a fun banter with the server assigned to the table of both the subjects and the spies. This made for a fun night considering we were the only 4 guests in the place, so our conversations with our host ended up blending together. While subject B thought we were just friendly and outgoing strangers who were a little lit from a wild night, the truth remained that subject B was the odd man out. for subject A, spy 1, and spy 2 were no strangers at all! Thanks to the cunning and quick thinking of the spies, and the ability for subject A to play along with delight... our quazi dinner was a complete success!
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