Update: I met the “30 seconds girlfriend” again

A few days ago I posted here about how I accidentally pretended to be a stranger’s boyfriend in a café for about 30 seconds and nearly got into a fight over it. At the time it felt like one of those weird, one-off moments you just laugh about later and move on from.

I genuinely didn’t think I would ever see her again. I didn’t even know her name. But today, completely randomly, I ran into her again at a community centre. It took me a second to recognise her, but when I did, I think my brain just paused for a moment because I wasn’t expecting that at all.

We both sort of awkwardly acknowledged it at first, like “this is actually happening again”, and then ended up talking properly. It was a lot more normal this time. At some point I told her about the post I had written here and showed it to her. She looked slightly annoyed at first, probably because I had basically turned that moment into a story for the internet, but then she started smiling while reading through the comments.

We ended up talking for a while after that. Nothing dramatic, just a proper conversation this time without any chaos or confusion. Before leaving, I did manage to ask for her number, which honestly felt like a bigger step than the entire café situation.

The funny part is, after all of that, I still couldn’t bring myself to ask her out for an actual date. I don’t know why, I just didn’t. Maybe because the whole thing still feels a bit unreal or maybe I just didn’t want to mess it up again.

I did tell her she should start using Reddit and maybe join this sub. So if by any chance you are reading this… would you go on a date with me?

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So my wife’s going to a gala tonight — as her client’s “date.”

I’m 44 and my wife is 44. She works on an art advisory committee, so attending galas, events, and client meetings is part of her job. She often meets clients for coffee, lunch, or dinner, and I don’t always know the details and that’s completely normal because it’s part of her work. She’s always professional, transparent about her friendships, and I trust her judgment completely. Recently, she mentioned she’s going to a gala with a friend, S. He’s a wealthy client she met about a year ago, and they became friends professionally. She introduced me to him once, and he seems like a genuinely good person. He invited her as his “date” to this gala, and my wife said it’s fine. I did ask her though, if she’s actually going as a “date,” and she just laughed and said, “Date doesn’t always mean romantic.” She said it’s important for her she could get networking and meet new people. Then she smiled and said, “If I get into this gala next time, I won’t need to take that man with me, I’ll take you...

The time I quit my job mid shift and walked out

Eight years ago I was working a customer service job that already had me burned out but one day my boss screamed at me in front of customers over something that wasn’t even my fault. Something in me just snapped. I took off my apron handed it to him and said “I’m done” Then I walked straight out the door and never looked back. Didn’t even go back for my final paycheck. It sounds impulsive but it was one of the most freeing empowering things I’ve ever done. Up until that moment I thought I had to just take it and that quitting mid shift was “unprofessional” But honestly that day taught me there’s a line between being dedicated and being disrespected. I was playing apex earlier and thought about how that single decision changed my whole mindset about self worth. It’s wild how one moment of courage can stick with you for nearly a decade. Still one of the best choices I’ve ever made.

I made my breast reconstruction surgeon cry with laughter

After the long process of a double mastectomy, I finally got my permanent breast implants in, and was very happy with them. As a bonus, I discovered that since they were put directly on top of my chest muscles, I could do a neat trick! I can “twerk” my breasts one at a time or together, making them dance quite vigorously! I went for my checkup and said, Hey Doc, look what I can do now…and showed off their bouncy dancing skills. He literally dropped his chart and bent over laughing until tears came into his eyes. He said I was the first patient to do that to him, and he couldn’t stop laughing the rest of the visit. I encourage other patients of this type of surgery to try it, it’s quite fun and entertaining. Edit: thanks for the kind comments and award, guess I can say I won an award for bouncing my boobies now. Note: for those who say video or it didn't happen, I get it, but I'm not going to post my boobs all over the internet!

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