We Just Met....Why Are You Planning Our Wedding?

When my friend Elissa and I were young and single we used to frequent Jewish Singles dances with quirky names like THE MATZOH BALL. Sometimes we had a lot of fun. Other times we couldn't believe our mothers had talked us into going to another dance. The quest for "a nice Jewish boy" started to look pretty grim.

One night I met a cute guy at a dance. I was probably around 26 years old. I'm going to call this nice boy Jonathan because I can't actually remember his name but I think it was something close to that. Jonathan had been with a group of friends at this dance and we all kind of hung out together and had a lot of fun. He made me laugh and he loved to dance. We met early in the night so we spent a few hours together.

Sadly the announcement was made that the last song was being played. NO! This is really where it always went bad. Promises of, "I'll call you," and "We should definitely get together" were always lies. I was ready for the let down. A bunch of us were talking outside when Jonathan said, "We're all going to the beach tomorrow. Why don't you guys meet us and we can all spend the day together!"

Elissa and I were both quite pleased with this invitation. Of course we wanted to go!! We exchanged information with our new group of friends and planned to meet them the next day. We were so excited.

I don't remember if we met them somewhere and followed them to the beach or if we met them there. Either way, once I set up my chair one of the girls from our new group of friends said, "Jonathan hasn't stopped talking about you since you guys met last night. He is really smitten with you!"
I was thrilled. Perhaps all my years of looking for "Mr. Right" had paid off. This was going to be a fun day!!

A few minutes later Jonathan came over and hugged me. He said, "I wasn't sure if you were going to show up today. I couldn't sleep last night. All I could think about was you. Let's walk on the beach and have some time to ourselves."

At first we chatted about random things and I thought he was such a cutie pie. Then he uttered the words that changed everything for me. "So I talked to my sister in Canada and told her all about you!! She is so excited to meet you when she comes to visit in a few months. We were talking about weddings...you know, just for fun.....I LOVE the beach....."

We hadn't even known each other for 24 hours and he was planning our wedding????.....just for fun???? I don't think so. I saw a HUGE RED FLAG. I kind of lost interest after that.

Of course it was all for the best. I married a nice Italian/Irish boy instead.