NEEDLING

Dialogue between my co-worker and me about one of our regular customers who works next door and who has a crush on D. It doesn’t matter how many times we told him she’s hooked up all ready and about to get married sometimes in the next few months, he still hopes loud and clear.

“Your Romeo was in today,” I said when D. came back from her break.
“Yeah... I know, I saw him just as I was walking out.”
“He’s trying not to drink too much, he said. So he bought a little bottle of Windsor instead of his usual half gallon of gin.”
“Dooffus.”
“You know what he said?”
“What?”
“It’s pretty funny, he was like ‘don’t tell D., but tomorrow I got a first date with a new girl.”
“He didn’t say that.”
“He sure the hell did.”
“Like I give a shit.”
“I know!”
“I couldn’t care less.”
“I know! I was thinking to myself, I didn’t say anything, but I was thinking, ‘Dude, she couldn’t care less who the hell you’re going out with tomorrow or the next day.’”
“That’s right.”
“Anyway, that’s why he ain’t drinking much, he said, cuz it’s not good to get drunk on a first date, he said.”
“You know it.”