Dance With Us Into Oblivion

Story Sent in by Ramon:

I met Julie online. She was a dancer. I told her in one of my first messages that I'd love to see one of her performances. She gave me the time and place of a performance for the upcoming weekend. I was looking forward to attending and to taking her out for a drink afterward.

I bought my ticket and sat down in the crowd. I read through the program to find Julie's name or bio or whatever she might've had listed. But I didn't see her name at all. There was a list of participants' names but she simply wasn't listed among them. Weird. But maybe she joined the ensemble after the programs had been printed. Whatever. I was there and looked forward to seeing her.

But she wasn't once on stage. She was not in the performance after all. I sat through the whole thing and at the end of it I called her and asked, "What happened?"

She said, "I performed. You didn't see me?"

I said, "At the Green Tree Stage? I'm here right now and didn't see you at all."

She said, "I wasn't at the Green Tree Stage. Are you serious? I can't believe this. I was at Patterson's Theatre."

I went back to my emails with her and checked. Green Tree Stage. That's precisely where she told me to see her perform. There was no mention of a Patterson's anything.

I informed her of this over the phone and she screamed at me with every expletive she could dredge up. How could I miss her performance? Was I a complete idiot? Didn't I know how to read? Did I care about her at all? And so on. I hung up on her and forwarded her the email she had sent me with the Green Tree Stage info.

I didn't expect to hear from her after that but she texted me, "Just got your email. Looks like I was mistaken. Still want to take me out for that drink?"

No apology or anything like that. So no response from my part.