Somebody I really like is coming to town on a tour. After I broke up with my husband this man waited a few heartbeats and then asked me out, and I said, "Well, I would, but I'm already living with someone." He spontaneously shouted, "THAT WAS QUICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" After that he was just furious with me. I ran into him in the laundromat once, and he said something I've distilled down to, "UGH!!! It had to be you!!!" I still like him the same amount, and I shouldn't think this is so funny. I guess my liking is on some kind of cosmic level. If I wanted to make up a fake reason I could say that after breaking up with my husband and escaping with part of my life, I didn't want to get involved with another writer. I'm not going to go and see him because it would be horrifying on many levels, and besides, he'd probably yell, "Ugh! You!!!!!!!!!" and I'd start laughing. However, it's quite possible that I remember this because I'm still here -- he probably has no recollection.