A conversation with my sister.
"Remember that guy who likes me? Well consider that nipped in the bud, because I made a fake boyfriend!"
"George. I don't know what to say to you right now. I just don't."
"What?" I whined. "Why?"
"..."
"I solved that problem!"
"You're insane."
Yes. It is true. I've reached that level of reasoning. Funnily enough the conversation with Judy about this predicament turned out differently.
"Remember that guy who likes me? Well, I made a fake boyfriend up. I think that solves that problem."
"Good idea!" she enthused. "What did you name him?"
"Judy," I said reasonably. "I didn't have time to give him too many details. Clearly we're comfortable enough in our relationship to not gush about each individual characteristics to strangers."
"You should name him Kevin."
