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The ringing phone woke Terri from a little snooze that Friday evening in front of the TV, and she drowsily answered, “Hello?”
“Hi, there! This is Dave Webster. Remember me? Ever since we met I’ve been wishing we could get to know each other a bit better. You seemed like such a nice person.”
“I did?” stammered Terri, racking her brain for any idea as to who this guy was.
“Yes, and I’d like to invite you to meet me at Applebee’s around eight tomorrow evening for dessert—if you don’t have other plans, that is.”
“Uh, I’m not sure I’d recognize you. I’ve met so many people lately.”
“Yeah, there was quite a group around you that afternoon, but I bet you’ll remember me when you see me. Just in case, though, I’ll be wearing tan slacks and a blue shirt. Is it a date?”
“Well, I guess it would be okay. If I don’t see you right off, just wave at me.”
“Great! I’m looking forward to tomorrow night then!”
Terri hung up with a wry smile. “I’ve just made a date with someone I can’t remember. I met so many people at work this week, and it does seem there was a Dave among them, but no face comes to mind.”
She sighed, continuing her monologue as she turned off the TV and headed for her bedroom. “I agreed to the date because I’m bored and lonely—the new “girl” in a new job in a new town. I just hope I haven’t hooked up with a masher or something! He sounded normal anyway.”
Terri spent the next afternoon wondering and worrying, while she got ready. Should I wear my black slacks and gold shimmery top with black beads or my turquoise skirt and matching blouse with the turquoise earrings? Should I spritz on some cologne or forgo it in case he’s allergic to scents? And how should I do my hair?”
After changing her mind three times about her outfit, dabbing on just a tiny bit of perfume, and letting her hair curl softly about her shoulders, she was finally dressed.
She arrived at the restaurant ten minutes early and scanned the room, but no blue shirt and tan slacks were in sight. She decided to wait in the restroom until 8:00, so she wouldn’t appear too anxious when he came in. Looking at herself in the mirror over the sink, she touched up her lipstick with hands that shook slightly.
Back in the dining area, Terri grabbed a menu, so she’d appear inconspicuous as she again searched the room. Yep! Blue and tan! I bet that’s him at the corner table by the window!
Taking a step in his direction, she looked up to see another man similarly attired come out of the men’s room and sit down nearby.
Terri panicked. Here’s a dilemma. Which is mine? One guy has a light blue shirt on, and the other’s wearing royal blue. Why wasn’t Dave more specific about the color? She groaned. Neither seems to have noticed me. I guess it’ll have to be trial and error!
She walked hesitantly up to Mr. Royal Blue and smiled, “Hi, I’m Terri!”
Startled, he glanced up with a puzzled look. “Hi.”
“Um, are you Dave?”
“No, I’m not. Sorry.”
Terri felt her cheeks flame as she muttered, “Excuse me, please,” and hurried away.
Okay, it’s got to be Mr. Light Blue! Here goes; but for the record, I am NEVER making a blind date again!
“Dave?” she questioned as she reached his table.
“Yes, may I help you?”
“I…I’m Terri.” She held out her hand as he stood up.
“You’re who?”
“Terri. You called and asked me to dessert.”
“I did? What’s your phone number?’
“372-0114”
He took a piece of paper from his wallet and studied it, then laughed. “I thought I called a woman at 372-0124. We were introduced at church last week.”
Terri stared at him, horrified. This can’t be happening!
“Please, sit down,” he invited. “Let’s not let a little mix-up spoil our dessert! If you leave, I’ll have to eat alone, and that’d be no fun!”
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Three days later, her phone rang again and the voice on the line said, “Terri? It’s Dave. How’d you like to meet for dinner at Applebee’s tomorrow night? I had lunch with the “church lady,” but we didn’t “click” like you and I did. What do you say?”
“I’d say you’ve got the right number now!”
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