I Won't Be Stood Up
This happened twenty-six years ago when I was a freshman in college. My friend and I were going on a double date. I drove myself and my date, and my friend was picked up by her date. We all met at this nice bar. Our dates went to the bar to get drinks. My friend's date was the only one to return with drinks. When my date finally returned to the table with my drink, he told me he had met a girl at the bar and wanted to talk to her a little more. He said that he would then return to me. He asked me if I minded. I told him, "No problem." When he returned to the bar, I drank my drink and left him at the bar.
— Janice, 45