The following is a Real Life story, enjoy and leave comments below, thanks.
So itâ€™s a Sunday evening and I have this “date” with a Nigerian Chic, 22, we have been talkingÂ (phone convos) for a while and I thought that it will be nice to get to know her more .
Perhaps the alarm bell should have sounded when she choose the venue for the date. Number one on her list was RED LOBSTER! Guys, Red is a danger sign. Serious danger, I tell ya!
She seemed to be laying down all the rules and I just played along like a puppet on a string. Where is the man intuition when you need it? Virtually Non existent! Then she came up with rule No2.
â€œ… am not going to be able wait for more than two hours, you see I have to be home by 8:15â€
I didn’t ask her why, as I really didn’t have to know. But she told me anyway – She said they are having a family prayer meeting, which commences by 8:30, and she’ll like to help her mom prepare.
Well, she could be excused I thought. You know, I like me a homely, spiritual girl who is fervent in the LORD! Praise God somebody! I found me a Church loving Chic I thought!
The date went smoothly and home girl definitely ordered that Lobster, the big Red One. She be cracking the bones like her life depended on it (oh wait, do lobsters have bones?).
At 8.05pm, I let her know that it was time to leave. Perhaps I should have taken a clue from this fact. How come I am the one reminding her that time was up? Hmnnn perhaps she was enjoying my company?
Important fact here, she lives in the SOUTHERN part of town and I live in the NORTH. We hugged and bade each other bye. I jump into my car and drive off.
Thirty five minutes into the journey, at a gas station off the highway. A car pulls up – Wait!!! Isnâ€™t that my date? No, it canâ€™t be! How come? Isn’t she is supposed to be heading home, SOUTH for a Family Prayer Meeting not NORTH?
Despite my suspicion, I will be honest if I say I wasn’t really sure if it was her. It was dark and plus I was on the phone – an important business call. So, I convinced myself it wasn’t her.
As a result of the business call, I had to stop by at a near by restaurant to talk in person with my associates, as they were already there, having dinner. And yes, you guessed right, it was another Lobster spot (Red Lobster). This one is at least 60 minutes away (My part of town to be precise) from the one I had my “date” over an hour earlier.
My associate were sitted not far from the entrance, hence I didn’t have a hard time finding them, in fact they saw me the moment I stepped in. So, mid way into my impromptu meeting with my associates. I had a JAW DROPPING experience.
Walking through the door was the Red Lobster Chic, my date who lives 60 mins away, who was suppose to be in a Family Prayer meeting – a prayer meeting that “commenced” over an hour ago. More interestingly, she wasn’t alone – but no she wasn’t with the rest of the family to hold the Prayer Meeting here at Red Lobster, she was with a male companion. They held hands and walked in like live-in lovers.
Whoa! Red Lobster? May be she came to order Red Lobster take away for the Family and Prayer meeting group?
I am not sure words can not describe how I felt. How an arranged Prayer Meeting with Mum and church members turned into a “date” or perhapsÂ rendezvousÂ in another Red Lobster restaurant is something beyond my imagination. Chei, This GIRL can lie, oh! BUT SUCH AN UNNECESSARY lie.
Now what did I do? I held my cool, concluded the meeting and went home. I must, however, point out that while I was in the meeting, she sent me a text thanking me about how I “made” her evening and that she “had a nice time.”
Monday morning she calls thanking me again and chit chatting. But then I asked her sarcastically, “how was the meeting?” Her response: It was great, I actually got home before 8:15 and was able to help mom with some final minute preparations.”
I ended the conversation not long after that response. But like any good story, that wasn’t going to be the end of it.
A few days later, I mentioned to her that I saw her at the gas station, but before I could add the Red Lobster chapter, – she chimed in “I had to rush up to Newark to pick-up some Ankara (clothing fabric) for my mom before the Prayer meeting.”
What happened after the Ankara Story? I’ll have to save that for later in the week, as this post is getting too long.
For the life of me I still can figure out what she was on about, did she do that for her ego? “I bagged two guys for Red Lobster on the same night“. And more importantly, why lie? One more thing, Red Lobster chic is like the average gal who “Plays the Victim Role“. By “playing the victim,” I mean she sees men as the bad heads. In the weeks preceding our ill fated “date” she whined about how he ex boy friends are/were all liars.
So here I am, a $100 in the Red, A Lobster that I didnâ€™t really feast on and a Lobster plate she managed to leave empty, I will take my losses like a man. Yeah, I will take it like a man while I feel sorry for her next victim!!!
Now, over to you. What Say You??