“Can I invite you to my place?” I got this message from my MySpace account. The guy was anonymous. He had neither picture nor any description about him. I was bent not to respond to this guy because he is simply anonymous. But courtesy dictates I had to respond. In fact, I hate people not responding to my text message or even private messages. Being so courteous enough, I responded “Why not?” After all, it has been a while since I have met new PLUs and it would not hurt if I would meet someone new after a hot coffee and a pleasant chat with a nice guy two Fridays ago. All was set. I would go to his place. I will have a nice chat with him and get to know him better (and perhaps get laid. Smile!). It was supposedly last Friday. However, some things did not augur well for me last Friday. Since Monday would be a Muslim holiday, we would need to make up for it by rendering some overtime work because we were rushing some materials for the upcoming board meeting. So at 5 PM, I took the ...
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