Spread the love

Single Sketches

“I Knew It Wouldn’t

Work When…”

Carol:  “After going on three dates with this one guy, I discovered he wasn’t a gentleman.  Though he was absolutely beautiful to look at, and I hadn’t met anyone so interesting in a while, I knew he wasn’t the one for me.  He didn’t hold doors, and he would never introduce me to anyone when we encountered others he knew.  I refused to go out with him again after he drove off late one night after letting me out in front of my home without even waiting for me to get in the door.”

Nadine:  “After a month of dating this fabulous guy, he hit me up for a “temporary” loan of $400.00 with some elaborate story about his bank messing up his account.  The sure sign of a slickster is when he asks for money for any reason.  I told him bluntly that I don’t loan money, and I didn’t respect men who borrow.”

Lonnie:  “After several strikeouts with some real ditzes, I thought I had finally met a woman with some potential.  We had been dating for a few months, and she had it going on until one night we were at a crowded club, and she had to leave to go to the ladies’ room.  When she finally returned to the table, she was giggling as she told me how several brothers hit on her.  It was obvious she enjoyed the attention, but it was really dumb to tell me.  I never called her again.  I ain’t interested in no woman who eats up attention from other men.”

Greg – “I had been involved with this woman for a couple of months when we were out having dinner one night and I left the table to get something out of my car.  I ran into a former female college classmate, who incidentally was very attractive, and stood talking to her for about five minutes before I proceeded to my car.  We exchanged numbers and hugged in parting.  When I got back to the table, my date was sullen and not talking.  When I kept pressing for what was wrong, she accused me of getting “some strange woman’s number” in front of her face and disrespecting her.  Needless to say, that was our last date.”

Leave a Reply