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Once upon a time, there was a girl. We shall call her Drama Mama. She was floating along in life as a single mom to a gorgeous little girl called Jellybean. She wasn’t lonely as her days were filled with hard work and keeping her daughter occupied. They were two peas in a pod and enjoyed their little life.
One day, Drama Mama was waiting at the local bus station to take the bus to work when she saw a friend of a friend parked in his taxicab there at the local station. The buses were running late as usual, and when he finished his phone call, she struck up a conversation with him, just to fill the time. This ended up in him offering Drama Mama a ride to work, no charge. He asked her out on a date as he dropped her off. She gave it a quick thought, since she really wasn’t looking for a relationship and figured “Why not? I deserve dinner and a movie” so she said Yes.
From that moment on, every time she called to request a cab, he was the one that was waiting for her. They would talk about everything and nothing in particular. She would ride with him for a little while while he worked. Finally, the big date came.
Drama Mama gets all dressed up. He picks her up and they decide to see “The Village“. There’s popcorn. There’s large sodas. All the right stuff for a night at the movies.
Except there is one problem. Mr. Taxicab is the touchy-feely kind. He firmly planted his right arm across my shoulders, and his left hand on my thigh.
Throughout the ENTIRE movie. I kid you not.
I felt SO suffocated that I ended up faking a headache at dinner, ordering nothing. He ordered his food though, and silly old me just couldn’t stomach the date anymore and asked him to take me home.
And he did.
Two weeks later, he calls and asks for a second chance, promising to not be Mr. Space Invader. He kept his word. Three months later, we were madly in love with each other. Three years down the road, he changes my life completely.
We knew that we were going to spend the rest of our lives together from the moment we fell in love. February 2005, he pulled out my engagement ring, while we were stopped at a traffic light, on my birthday. He didn’t say a word, just looked at me. A simple “well, duh!” later, my ring finger was decorated with shiny new bling.
He may not have been who I was expecting, but he certainly has done everything in his power to make my dreams come true. He is my forever love. He is, and forever will be, my Knight in Shining Armor.
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