“I had a great night,” I say with a smile glued my face.
I have never been a fan of blind-dates but this is turning into the best blind-date EVER. This guy is exactly like me, well except for the guy part. We’re both history buffs. We’re both into collect weird junk – me antique candle lamps, him vintage automobiles. He tells me he’s got a 1914 Harley-Davidson motorcycle.
“I can’t wait to show you my place.”
“Is your place a museum?” I stare at the sign for the local museum. “I knew it! You’re homeless.”
Unbelievable, my luck with dates.
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This is Another Story 
she’s turned him down because he’s itinerant?
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I think she’s one of those people who’s constantly assuming the worst.
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Old saying – And I get this still – Museum lovers are nerds… Good one..
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Thank you.
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Thanks for the giggle. 😁
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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He’d be hard pressed to get his collection into a shopping cart. Well done.
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Haha 😆 Thank you.
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Such a shame, it was all going so well!
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I know, right. *sigh there’s always something.
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If she gave him a home it’s problem solved, right? good story!
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Haha, I would think so. 😀
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Perhaps. the conclusion was too quick – maybe, just maybe, he owned the museum?
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There’s a thought and I agree, the conclusion was too quick.
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Oh, my! I didn’t see that coming!
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