I Catfish a Different Girl Each Night
“You fucking creep!” she screamed.
I just sat there, staring at the glass of water in front of me. I was used to this type of thing by now. Things always ended up like this anyway.
“Ugh, you know how freaking long it will take me to get back home?”
“Not even gonna say anything? You play it all nice and smooth with that fake picture of yours, saying you’re going to meet up with me here and now you don’t even have the balls to speak up? You pathetic loser!”
She even grinned for a moment as she threw the insult at me.
Another customer of the small dinner got up. He was an older man. His attire screamed blue-collar.
“Now, now, young lady, what’s going on here?”
“That freak over there pretended to be someone else! He called me all the way out here on a date and, god! How’d I be so stupid?”
His eyes wandered from her to me. They weren’t compassionate anymore, no, now they showed nothing but contempt.
“Well young man, you’ve got some explaining to do!”
I still stared at the glass of water. My throat felt like it was clenched shut.
“Hey, I’m talking to you!” he yelled at me.
By now, the whole place stared at the awkward scene with me right in the center.
“I didn’t,” I started but broke up.
“Too embarrassed to even speak, eh?”
Once more, I couldn’t find the words.
“Yes, sorry mom, it’s gonna be at least another hour. No, I’m fine, just some weirdo. No, I didn’t see Anna today. What? No, it’s alright, I’ll just take the train. Yes, I’m on my way.”
I listened to each of her words and smiled. At least an hour, good, I thought.
“Now what are you smiling about, boy?”
The blue-collar man still didn’t let off. Finally, I pushed myself past him, and awkwardly made my way to the door.
“What was that all about?” I heard a young woman whisper to her friend.
“Guess he catfished her or something?”
“Ewww, that’s so creepy!”
I didn’t listen to their words. They didn’t know a damned thing!
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