Megan skips Thursday softball to meet friends for a birthday dinner. As she dines in a noisy restaurant, she is surprised to see her fiance’s colleague walking toward her. He’s wearing khaki shorts and a blue button up shirt. They exchange hugs and kisses.
Larry: This is great, it’s good to see you! I’ll go get Dan.
Megan: Dan who?
Music played to create ambiance screeches to halt.
In my defense, Larry doesn’t usually attend softball games and wasn’t wearing his uniform. I thought he was just coming in to eat with a possible new boyfriend. However, the ridicule (rightly) continues this morning with emails and Facebook messages. Worst Beyonce ever.