A lovely co-worker had three single daughters and offered to set me up with one.
She handed me a family picture and pointed out their names and ages.
Seeing that I had trouble deciding, she gave me the photo to take home.
It was difficult. The youngest was pretty, but I wasn’t sure we could relate. The second had a sinister look, and the third seemed too fussy.
When I arrived at work the next morning, I had my choice.
“Well, who’s the woman of your dreams?” asked my co-worker excitedly.
I looked into her eyes, “You are.”
She handed me a family picture and pointed out their names and ages.
Seeing that I had trouble deciding, she gave me the photo to take home.
It was difficult. The youngest was pretty, but I wasn’t sure we could relate. The second had a sinister look, and the third seemed too fussy.
When I arrived at work the next morning, I had my choice.
“Well, who’s the woman of your dreams?” asked my co-worker excitedly.
I looked into her eyes, “You are.”
