Nikki Makes a New Friend.
My husband told me to go out, talk to strangers, and have fun.
I was sitting at the bar with a glass of Merlot, looking at a menu and thinking about what to order, when the man sitting next to me said, “The flatbread here is delicious.”
I nervously smiled and said, “Thanks. I think I’m going with the cobb salad.”
“What brings you here?” he asked.
“My husband told me to go out, talk to strangers, and have fun, so I came here and ordered a glass of wine and a salad.”
He laughed and said, “Cute. What do you think he meant by “have fun?”
I shook my head and said, “I think I know, but I’m not sure if I should tell you.”
He laughed again and said, “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be forward.”
“It’s ok. A guy may not know whether or not you should say something to a woman wearing a wedding ring who is out on a date by herself.”
“No, that’s not what I meant. Many guys know they shouldn’t say anything at all.”
“Are you single?” I asked.
“Yes, why?”
“Because you look like a man who wouldn’t have a problem with a woman wearing a wedding ring,” I said, and we laughed.
