I have troubling news. God is aware of my past difficulties in relationships and is spreading the word to eligible women in Wichita.
Yes, you read that right.
I was supposed to meet a woman on kind of a blind date last night. We had e-mailed back and forth a few times and finally decided it was time to get together. We were scheduled to meet at Side Pockets to play pool and maybe drink a beer.
I got there a few minutes before 8. I’m always a little nervous in these situations, so I started checking the entrance. It got to be 8 and she wasn’t there. Then 8:15. Then 8:30.
By 8:45 it was obvious I had been stood up. And this woman didn’t contact me to offer a reason until Friday afternoon, when she wrote to say that God had told her not to come.
I am glad God speaks to people, but I’m not happy that He is now warning women about meeting me. Am I that bad?
Anyway, I thought this one was too good not to share with you bloggers. And with God, of course.
6 Comments
haven’t commented in a while but I couldn’t resist this time…
Sorry Bob, that totally sucks!
Ya know, at least she had a really good excuse, not a little one like her house caught on fire or she got called in to work. God spoke to her!
God spoke to me too. He/She told me that girl was rude.,crude, and socially unacceptable.
Oh, and she will die a really horrible death.
Maybe Pastor Mike can intercede for you in this matter?
But really, Mr. Lutz — e-dating at the Lutz Lounge? Maybe she was intimidated in that sort of atmosphere…
Meeting at the Lutz Lounge in Side Pockets, camped at the front door like a retriever on point, too cheap to take her to dinner. Man you are so far out of the loop only a miracle can save you.
Bob, that makes me so sad. I can’t believe her excuse. I mean come on. If she was that God-fearing, maybe she shouldn’t have even agreed to meet you at a BAR! That’s just plain crazy. There is someone out there for you. Just keep looking. And I don’t think your that bad.
Bob,
Someone was looking out for this woman. Bob, how many times have I told you frog legs are the way to a woman’s heart.
Listen up, my friend.
We’re sure enjoying our sunsets and those new stylebooks over here in the Northwest, Bobby Boy.
Take care,
Bill