More Than Disappointing

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Carlos had forgotten his glasses, so I am the first to notice her, an extremely attractive girl smiling at us from across the glitter of the dance floor. As I am not in the market, I describe her to Carlos who smooths his hair back and inflates his chest. She begins to stride across the floor towards us, and he straightens himself into top form. She is 10 feet away when he suddenly slaps a hand to his forehead and slumps sheepishly. Then he introduces me to his sister.


A true story from Kansas circa 1991.


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