Ps. I love you, Over my Dead Body and Enchanted were among my movie choices this weekend; a departure from my usual ‘Blood in blood’ out choices. With each movie I was more cynical laughing at the characters who were wishing and hoping for their mushy perfect happy ending.
Then I realised how cynical I’ve become. So when LL messaged me on face book asking if I wanted to go see a movie, I thought, I should do this, I should try this whole ‘dating’ thing out.
I messaged him back that I would be in his area for work today, and was wondering if he would like to have a coffee instead, since I would be getting off early. He agreed and like clockwork we meet in a mall parking lot at 3.00 pm. He picks me in a new BMW, and he is looking cute as hell. And I get a little hopeful. I did notice that he had one of those tacky blue tooth devices in his ear, but I was being hopeful so I let it go.
He says, “So where do you want to go?I say, “Where ever, I’m not picky.”
So we drive around for five minutes and then we pull into a driveway.
And I look up.
And Blink again.
Because I see a sign that distinctly says “Motel 6”
And then I look around. Because it dawns on me that the only place I’ve ever seen that sign is on that show ‘cheaters.’
And then I look over at him and say, “Why are we here?”
And he says, “What’s wrong? We can just kiss.”
And I say, “Are you crazy?”
Then I roar at him to drive me back to my car.
And I sit in it for twenty minutes carefully combing over our conversations trying to find the defining moment where he assumed I was Motel 6 material.
Conclusion : Happy Endings do exist.....just not the kind in the movies.