I Drank Her Milkshake

Story Sent in by Chris:

Amie talked so much about her last boyfriend during first date dinner, I felt like I knew more about him than I did about myself, by the end of it. At one point, she said, "I think he still has a pair of my shorts, in fact," and she pulled out her phone and called him, then and there, to ask him.

It was easy to decide that there wouldn't be a second date, but she hadn't yet pulled out the biggest surprise of all.

After we left the restaurant, she texted like a madwoman and then asked me, "Want to go to Margot's?" Margot's is a dessert place that makes awesome shakes. I was game, if only to have a shake and a pleasant association with which to end the evening.

At Margot's, Amie ordered two shakes (she insisted on paying for mine) and then, after responding to a text, she stood up from the table at which we sat and said, "I'll be right back," leaving me there with her shake.

She never returned. I sent her a text and called her after a half-hour, and neither received a response, so I figured that she was gone and I had two shakes. It was awesome.

Two weeks later, after I had mostly forgotten all about her, she sent me a message: "Do you still have the shake I left with you?"

I replied, "It's gone."

She wrote back, "What happened to it?"

I emailed, "I drank it."

A day later, I received a PayPal invoice from her, for about twice the price of the shake. After having a good laugh about it, I deleted the invoice and tried to forget all about her again.

Well, she made that a bit difficult, sending me emails about every day for half a year before she finally stopped. Funny how she was more concerned with being reimbursed for her shake than for actually being a good date, in the first place.