Last Friday, Chip finally gave up. I received the following text, twice:
“Good morning. I won’t bother you again.”
FROM HIS MOUTH TO GOD’S EARS.
One night I happened on a Dr. Phil episode where he was talking about dating help companies for men and women. I found myself more discouraged than encouraged by the program, just as I have been discouraged by eHarmony lately, thinking that these services are like diet or get rich working at home programs—THEY DON’T WORK. I talked with MS one night about it, and he said this, as a nearly married man: “Just enjoy the company of people. When the right guy comes along, you’ll have all the time in the world with him.”
And so my therapist can stop running a racket of “Fiddler On the Roof” and I have the opportunity to have fun alone just a little bit longer.