was interviewed after she swore she saw him "right before he became
invisible." Then she said he “turned into vapor.” And guess what? It
stuck.
So now my boyfriend gets to be
written in history as “The Vapor”, because someone who wants her thirty seconds
of fame claims that he kissed her and told her that he would “come back for her
soon.” Which I’m sure is true considering that she also described him as
“looking a lot like Chris Hemsworth.” I could see that if Thor had been about four
inches shorter, twenty pounds lighter, and had a completely different hair
color.
Not
only do I have a constant reminder of the woman who lied about Colin, but now I
get to hear in a “legitimate” newspaper about how he is looking for the right
girl, and that women are lined up to be ‘the one’ for him. They don’t even know
what he looks like. In fact, they have probably passed him on the streets and
thought, “cute guy,” and never gave him a second glance.
Ever since word got out that there
is a guy who turns invisible and helps the police, everyone’s an expert.
Everyone has seen something, heard something- except for the fact that they
don’t know anything.
They don’t know that he is in
love, or that any day now he is going to ask the woman he loves to marry him.
Of course, right now, I don’t know that for sure either, so who am I to talk?
My frustration is getting the better of me, so
today I’m doing the total woman thing. I invited Annie and Liz to lunch to get
their opinion on the matter. And by that I mean that I am going to let them
know my thoughts so they can agree, in turn validating my opinion.
We are at our favorite pub, McCallahans, for our lunch hour.
Liz just started her second
semester at graduate school; so meeting up is sometimes tricky. Annie, on the
other hand, is waiting for a call from an architecture firm about a job, so she
loves to meet the girls whenever she can. We graduated about four months ago,
so she’s been chomping at the bit to get a job. Of course, her advice isn’t as
helpful as it use to be.
"Just get rid of him. Men are
so not worth the trouble. Ever since Annie and James broke up at graduation,
her advice has become pretty one-dimensional.
Liz ignores Annie, and begins
questioning me instead.
“How sure are you that he was
planning on proposing?” In situations like this, she becomes Super-Logical Friend.
I think that’s her superhero power. Dirty rooms being her arch nemesis, of
course.
“Well...” I thought about it,
trying to decide. “He took me to Insomnia.”
“Insomnia? You haven’t been there
since...that day.”
“I know.”
“Even when they offered us free
coffee for life you never went back.”
“Again, I know.”
“But he took you there?”
“Exactly. That’s what I’m saying.
He ordered the drinks we had the first time we met. He talked about how all the
great things we share have happened when we least expect it. And he talked
about how we are meant to be.”
“Well, that damn well better have
been a proposal. You don’t say things like that unless you’re serious.”
Liz’s words are getting my hopes
up, which is making me nervous.
“I’m sorry. Your boyfriend takes
you to out for terrible coffee that he doesn’t even have to pay for, at a place
where you were both held up at gunpoint, and this all equates to a marriage
proposal how?” Leave it to Annie’s newfound man-rage to bring me back down.
“It’s special to them Annie. Lucy
gets it.” Liz ignores Annie’s eye roll, continuing her investigation into
Colin’s mind.
“But he hasn’t mentioned anything
about it since then? No reschedule, no hints?” Liz’s wheels are turning.
“No. But he told me as soon as work
dies down we could have a Scrabble weekend.”
“Well that’s sexy.” Annie
deadpans.
“He knows I love Scrabble. He’s doing it
for me. And… ” I pause for dramatic effect. “He told me we could play
invisible." Then she said he “turned into vapor.” And guess what? It
stuck.
So now my boyfriend gets to be
written in history as “The Vapor”, because someone who wants her thirty seconds
of fame claims that he kissed her and told her that he would “come back for her
soon.” Which I’m sure is true considering that she also described him as
“looking a lot like Chris Hemsworth.” I could see that if Thor had been about four
inches shorter, twenty pounds lighter, and had a completely different hair
color.
Not
only do I have a constant reminder of the woman who lied about Colin, but now I
get to hear in a “legitimate” newspaper about how he is looking for the right
girl, and that women are lined up to be ‘the one’ for him. They don’t even know
what he looks like. In fact, they have probably passed him on the streets and
thought, “cute guy,” and never gave him a second glance.
Ever since word got out that there
is a guy who turns invisible and helps the police, everyone’s an expert.
Everyone has seen something, heard something- except for the fact that they
don’t know anything.
They don’t know that he is in
love, or that any day now he is going to ask the woman he loves to marry him.
Of course, right now, I don’t know that for sure either, so who am I to talk?
My frustration is getting the better of me, so
today I’m doing the total woman thing. I invited Annie and Liz to lunch to get
their opinion on the matter. And by that I mean that I am going to let them
know my thoughts so they can agree, in turn validating my opinion.
We are at our favorite pub, McCallahans, for our lunch hour.
Liz just started her second
semester at graduate school; so meeting up is sometimes tricky. Annie, on the
other hand, is waiting for a call from an architecture firm about a job, so she
loves to meet the girls whenever she can. We graduated about four months ago,
so she’s been chomping at the bit to get a job. Of course, her advice isn’t as
helpful as it use to be.
"Just get rid of him. Men are
so not worth the trouble. Ever since Annie and James broke up at graduation,
her advice has become pretty one-dimensional.
Liz ignores Annie, and begins
questioning me instead.
“How sure are you that he was
planning on proposing?” In situations like this, she becomes Super-Logical Friend.
I think that’s her superhero power. Dirty rooms being her arch nemesis, of
course.
“Well...” I thought about it,
trying to decide. “He took me to Insomnia.”
“Insomnia? You haven’t been there
since...that day.”
“I know.”
“Even when they offered us free
coffee for life you never went back.”
“Again, I know.”
“But he took you there?”
“Exactly. That’s what I’m saying.
He ordered the drinks we had the first time we met. He talked about how all the
great things we share have happened when we least expect it. And he talked
about how we are meant to be.”
“Well, that damn well better have
been a proposal. You don’t say things like that unless you’re serious.”
Liz’s words are getting my hopes
up, which is making me nervous.
“I’m sorry. Your boyfriend takes
you to out for terrible coffee that he doesn’t even have to pay for, at a place
where you were both held up at gunpoint, and this all equates to a marriage
proposal how?” Leave it to Annie’s newfound man-rage to bring me back down.
“It’s special to them Annie. Lucy
gets it.” Liz ignores Annie’s eye roll, continuing her investigation into
Colin’s mind.
“But he hasn’t mentioned anything
about it since then? No reschedule, no hints?” Liz’s wheels are turning.
“No. But he told me as soon as work
dies down we could have a Scrabble weekend.”
“Well that’s sexy.” Annie
deadpans.
“He knows I love Scrabble. He’s doing it
for me. And… ” I pause for dramatic effect. “He told me we could play
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