Showdown at the Greek Isles, October 6, 2011
[dcs_p]What’s the point of having a girlfriend if she acts like a wife?[/dcs_p]Lunch at the Greek Isles Restaurant at the corner of Galt and A1A. It’s an old favorite, low-key and casual, with the best Greek food in South Florida. Victor’s got his chick with him, and they’re getting serious–she’s walking around with a yellow-diamond engagement ring–and I suppose that’s what set off my girl, Kylie. Right from the start Kylie’s acting funny–like she has a headache or PMS–and I’m doing my best to be Mr. Nice Guy. She pouts throughout the meal, and then Victor’s chick goes to the john, and Kylie lets loose. “It’s time you made a decision,” she says.[dcs_p] What are we talking here, rice pudding or baklava? Kylie doesn’t appreciate my humor, and she throws out the C word: commitment. Now, I’m getting a headache. I remind her of my marital status, and of how accepting she was of it. She wasn’t talking commitment when I set her up in a Boynton Beach condo, was she? How about all those trips to Vegas and the Cayman’s, not to mention the VISA perks? “You need to think about us,” she says. But I’ve just about had it, and I tell her, “Baby, there is no us.”[/dcs_p]
