“Hi Julie!”
My best friend was calling. Asking of course, about what we were going to do tonight. She’s maybe the sweetest person I know but God! she really doesn’t know how to make a decision to save her life.
“Hey Megs” she says from the other line. “So where we going tonight?” Uh-huh, just as I thought.
“You know, you could decide what we do – for once.”
“I know, I know, but you’re so good at these things! I don’t know how you can be so confident all the time. Maybe you can teach me sometime.”
“Maybe I will. Let’s head to the Jukebox and see what kind of trouble we can get into. There’s usually more than enough cute guys to go around.” I was secretly hoping for a particular type of guy tonight. The type of guy who usually doesn’t get the girls. The type of guy I can manipulate into doing anything I want.
Silence on the other end.
“Megs, you know I’m not good picking up guys.”
“I know,” I laugh. “That’s why you have me! I’ll pick you up at 10.”
“I’ll get the first round. See you tonight, Megs!”