I work 3rd shift in grocery,
and very lonely. A customer, who sometimes lingered to chat while I worked, revealed enough about herself for me to realize that she was what I was looking for. So, I said, "Madam, come to my house and I will put on Barber's Adagio for Strings and have my way with you."

She freaked out and I spent weeks certain that I would be deservedly dismissed for being nuts. Instead, she invited me out to coffee and later became spouse #2.
( tromboner cherophobia is my kind of fun, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 22:09, 3 replies)

Well...
I think I can say little other than 'I like this.'
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 22:23, closed)

clicky
either bullshiat or brilliance. But i dont care which it made me smile.
(shamen Geekius Maximus, Fri 11 Dec 2009, 22:37, closed)

It was neither. The divorce from my first wife was not my idea and I, social inept, I had no other resource. I think "pathetic desperation" are the adjectives I would use.
( tromboner cherophobia is my kind of fun, Sat 12 Dec 2009, 2:33, closed)