Kids Grow Up So Fast These Days

Story Submitted by Henry:

I messaged Melissa online, and she wrote back a friendly reply. After a little while, I asked her if she wanted to go out on a forthcoming weekend.

"Weekends are no good for me," she said, "Maybe a weeknight?"

I asked, "You're booked every weekend? Do you work weekends?"

She said, "Yeah," and left it at that. She was a part-time nanny and full-time elementary school teacher, so I had no doubt that if she said she was busy, she was busy. We made plans to meet up on a Thursday evening.

Our first date went well, and it seemed to me as though she had a good time. We did dinner and took in a raunchy puppet show at a local theater (it was her idea, and I thought it was great).

I called her up to ask her out again, and she said that she would be very busy over the following few weeks: "I usually spend my weekday evenings prepping for the weekends, and this is my busy season."

I asked again, "What exactly do you do on the weekends?"

"I work."

"Doing what?"

"Nannying."

"You have to spend your weekday evenings prepping for a weekend of nannying?" I had other friends who were nannies, and I had never heard of this before.

She replied, "Yes."

I thought that perhaps this was her way of blowing me off, and I asked, "Do you have time for me in your life right now?"

She groaned and said, "Yes!  Can't you just be patient?"

I supposed I could, but that wouldn't/didn't stop me from dating other people.  She and I were in touch sporadically over the following few weeks and I guessed that we wouldn't be hearing much from each other again.

That was until I was the mistaken recipient of a group text from her phone: "THIS SATURDAY: KINKFEST CONTINUES AT 38 BRIARTON PKWY, HUNTINGTON - THEME IS MAID SERVICE."

Ah.  Kinkfest.  With a smile, I texted her back, "Must be a hell of a nannying job."

In reply, she texted, "wtf."

I never heard from her again.