So there I am last nihgt....

Having a good time. Met someone about my age. It's karaoke night, she sings my favorite song, everything is going great....until the end of the night.

It's about time to make 'arrangements' sop I suggest a mutual car ride. Her answer?'No thanks, I'm happily married, but I can get you a ride home.'

Seemed kind of weird, all the signals were there, and I definitely wasn't looking for a driver. Turns out she's married to a rich guy.....a really rich guy. Not only does she have a driver but has another driver show up to drive me home. Now let me paint a picture. I drive a 2007 Dodge Caliber. It sucks but fuel economy and maintenance are almost nothing and I drive it back and forth to Louisiana alot.

So here I am, my own personal driver, full suit, hat, the whole bit to drive my car home. He insists I sit in the back seat. As it is when I drive when I change lanes I already have to look out the back passanger windows. Now this ahole wants me to sit in the back of my own car that's really built for teens or full grown Japanese people. I convinced him to let me ride in the front (of my own car) and made it home safely.

Side note: super rich married ladies, just tell us ahead of time. It's not a big deal but we won't waste our nights on thinking things may make a turn for the better. And yes, her driver followed me, so not only did I get a ride home but then her driver picked him up and took him wherever drivers go.

I know, stupid story, but it was my first foray into singledom and it sucked ass.