Backgrownd: Met a guy on vacation in March. Saw him 1 1/2 months after that, and went to prom with him 1 1/2 still after that. I was sick on second and third meeting.
Anecdote : Last Sunday, my prom date turns to me after two beer and says, "It must be fate..."
"What's fate? You believe in fate?"
"Yeah," he smiles.
"Why's that? Because of our coinsidental proximity, and the fact that you are here now?"
"Well, yeah. We met in some place in Jamaca..."
"Do you think it's also fate that I'm always sick when I see you?"
He chooses to disregard the whole conversation, and gets up to buy my gurl friend a drink.
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