A day in the park

I smiled nervously, as my dog sniffed hers. Had I known I would run into Sandra Bullock on my little walk in the park, I would’ve had my eye exam a little earlier and gotten those fancy designer frames. Or at least some that didn’t have tape holding a corner together. “What’s his name?” She asked as I pulled a little tighter on his leash to encourage him to stop sniffing. “Oscar.” She nodded, and then got it. “Oh, a wiener dog named Oscar, I love it! Like Oscar Meyer?” “Yeah. Thanks. My name is Lyle Meyer, so it just kind of made sense.” Sandra stuck out her hand and introduced herself. “Lyle, I’m Cindy.” I let go of her hand and tried to hide my confused expression. “Cindy?” “Uh huh.” She answered. “People say I look just like Sandra Bullock. It happens all the time.” A thousand thoughts shot through my mind at once. If this wasn’t Sandra, then maybe I have a shot! “You have a beautiful dog Cindy. What’s her name?” She smiled and said, “Zumba. I know. It’s a little strange! But I took the classes to tone up, and thought that might make a cool name.” “It worked!” I blurted before realizing she might take that wrong. “I mean, not the toning part, but it worked as in it is a cool name. I mean, the toning did work, but… ummm, what kind of dog is she?” Her face had already turned a few shades pinker, and she answered, “Cockapoo. She’s a little more cocker than poodle. She’s a good dog.” I nodded in agreement. “She sure has an elaborate haircut.” I said trying to make it sound like a compliment and not like she looked like a bushy sheep in some areas and a little rat-like in others.” She reached down to pet a large tuft of hair on the top of her head. My sister Pam has a dog grooming place. Sometimes Pam gets a little carried away.” Zumba was beginning to pull her away towards a squirrel in the corner of the park, and I knew I had to act quick. “Listen Cindy, I have a few chef-prepared meals in the fridge at home. My friend Yamir runs the New Delhi Deli. He hooks me up from time to time. Would you like to have dinner tonight?” She smiled and for a second, it looked positive… until she uttered the words that ruined my day. “No thanks. Ryan wouldn’t like that.” And with that she walked away fighting to keep Zumba on the trail, and I realized, that was Sandra.

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By Scott
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