Went to a friend's house last night for her kid's grad party/sending off (she's doing some kind of volunteer thing in Hawaii for her first year of adulthood). I was the only single person in the house (not counting minors -- though shit, even the kids are getting more play than me, let's be serious) save for one other person. Lo and behold, the sole single woman attending the gathering just happened to be my friend's friend (whom I've never met, but she's known my friend longer than I have) AND is one of three women to be no-shows for dates arranged via online dating services.
And she didn't even recognize me.
A couple hours in, my friend, and hostess, asked for volunteers to go up to the gas station and buy some ice. Her friend, the no-show, said she'd go, but she had too much to drink. I was taking it easy on the drinks (only had one, in fact) since I was trying to be responsible and because I had to work tomorrow. So I volunteered to drive. We made our way to the store, and as I was pulling in, I turned to her and said, "You really don't recognize me, do you?"
"Uhm... should I?"
I stop the car in the parking lot. "I guess you don't remember the faces of all the men you've stood up on dates." The color drained from her face. "Go. Get some ice."
She did NOT want to get back in the car with me. Here face was beet red as she was walking back with the ice. She proceeded to avoid me the rest of the night, opting to hang out with the little kids.
Chalk it up as a win for Team Josh.
