So, here's my tragic tale.
Here I am in New York City around February very much depressed about my job situation, for I know not when I will be laid off, but am certain it's coming.
So I head for church this Sunday and am still depressed. And this girl I used to know in the same church, who happened to become my friend saw me in my despair.
Ok, let me cheer you up, boy. So she took me out lunching. We went to an Italian restaurant and I was still depressed.
Ok, let me take you to a movie, she said. I was like, why not!
She says there is this cool new movie which she has been meaning to see. So we head for the theatre after lunch.
She goes gets tickets as I'm still disillusioned with my situation.
We go into the theatre and I find it bizarre. I'm the ONLY guy in the theatre, buzzing with teens and young women, then moms....... many of whom look at me surprised, I am sure I picked a few giggles too.
Then the movie title shows up on screen, "
He's just not that into you"
I wish I had this hindsight that I have now, about the type of movie this is, LMAO
And thus it came to pass, poor Tony is sitting in the theatre, seeing probably the "worst movie" he had ever seen, hands down. Amidst giggles of girls, ooohhhs, aaaahhhs.....
And then came the killer shot, "this is SOOOOOOOOO us, not a single guy here", came a voice from somewhere.
"Oh here's one......."
I asked my "angelic" friend if she can hide me within her jacket.
Now, how I fled out of the theatre, I leave it to your imagination