He'll Keep Flying Solo
My best friend and I were invited to a house warming party she was hosting. My friend called me the next day to tell me that a really good friend of hers wanted to ask me out. She began to tell me about him. She said he was great, and that he was like a big brother to her. She used the whole "nice guys always finish last" scenario to sort of explain why this great guy was flying solo. After a couple of calls back and forth between me and him, we made plans to go to a ball game. I'll be honest, I couldn't wait for him to pick me up. He did seem like a really good guy. I was so happy to see that he was dressed very nice and even smelled really good. So, I was ready to hit the road. In the car he said, "It's going to be an hour or so before the game starts. Do you want to get something to eat?" We went to this nice little restaurant where he became very upset and disgusted with my horrible table manners. He was upset because I ate my shrimp cocktail without a fork. However, that was nothing compared to what happened next! When the bill was placed on the table, he looked over at me and said, "What? I don't have any money." I decided to skip the game and go back home. It was a good thing, too, because his brother decided he wanted to see the game after all, so my date didn't have tickets for us to get into the ballgame anyway. Plus, I found out that he and my friend had more than brotherly love going on the whole time.
— Lenore, 20