Bee Jay

On the drive into work yesterday morning, I was listening to a local morning radio talk show. The three hosts were speaking to a female caller who was relating a recent date night that ended up pretty hot and heavy at the movie theater; however, she’s never received so much as a phone call from her suitor, let alone an invitation for a second date.

She described the initial meeting in the post office, how she and this young man hit it off pretty quickly, and how he asked her if she wanted to go out some time. They made plans to meet at the theater and see 'Alice In Wonderland.' She described a very sexy scene that gave her the sincere impression she’d be seeing a lot more of this guy.

But she hadn’t heard a peep. So she called the show and asked for their help. She gave the morning hosts the phone number for the gentleman, and they agreed to call him on the air. The plan was that she would remain quiet and they would ask him questions and hopefully get the full scoop as to why he hadn’t yet called.

I figured he was going to say he was shy. That he’d been sick or out of town. He was away on business, but couldn’t wait to return and see her again. She sounded reasonable and I assumed the best.

When they called this young man, he immediately knew who the girl was, recalled the date, and began to relate his side of the story – and that’s when I was in stitches.

Apparently, she was late. He paid more than usual for the tickets and takes movies very seriously – this was, after all, Alice In Wonderland. IMAX. 3D. The fact that she was late to this, of all things, caused an immediate declination in her stock.

Upon her arrival, and even though she was late, she got inside and insisted on concessions. POPCORN? But we’re already late! They entered the theater, concessions in hand, and had no other option but to sit in the very front row. Stock = way down.

As if all of this weren’t enough, apparently she wouldn’t shut up. She talked throughout the movie. With this young man’s movie already in ruins, he decided to save the rest of the theater-goers and did what any honest, up-standing member of society would do…he planted a big one on her lips. Just to shut her up.

“That could only mean one thing!” the girl thought. She unzipped his pants. (Stock slightly up.)

Also, she didn’t talk for the rest of the movie.

The end.