Thursday December 13th, 2003
Amanda Date / Lesson Learned
I arrived at Amanda's a little early and she invited me up to her apartment while she was getting ready. When I got into her apartment she kissed me out of no where as if it was completely natural between us. She then made a comment about wanting to kiss me before she put on lipstick, I just smiled. She could have told me that she was a cyborg and I would have just smiled. We walked out of the apartment and toward my Honda Civic. When I took out my keys she looked confused. When I put the key in the door she said, "Wait this isn't the car you drove to the club on Saturday." I explained how my car was in the shop and I had that as a rental. I didn't even know she saw me drive to the club and I know she didn't see me drive away because I saw her leave before I even got to my car. She looked a little disappointed and said she had a headache and didn't feel like going. I took the hint.
Looking back on Saturday I figured she must have seen me, a stranger, drive by the club in a fifty thousand dollar car. (Let me say that again, I was driving a fifty thousand dollar car. I was driving a car that costs more than I make in a year.) Twenty minutes later she taps me on the shoulder and starts a conversation. She's friendly on the phone, kisses me when I walk through the door on what was to be our first date, and suddenly falls ill when she finds out I drive a used civic and not a new Cadillac. I'm not an idiot, I can figure things out. From the very beginning she wanted one thing and one thing alone. To drive my Cadillac.
I went back to the rental place and... OK yea I was joking she didn't
want to drive my car she wanted a guy to pay her bills. It's nice
to know that if I ever win the lottery beautiful women will throw
themselves at me but as long as I'm poor I can't even get the fry
girl from Mc Donald's to go see the latest Adam Sandler movie with
me. Lesson learned.
