Forty-Two

I was on my way to the doghouse and was trying to decide what I was going to have for dinner when the "perfect" date opportunity appeared before my eyes.  Forty-two rode towards me on his bicycle and said, "Heeey."  I repeat, there was an extended "ee" in the "hey."  With my stomach rumbling I smiled and replied, "Heeey.  Do you want to go grab some dinner with me?"  Cue the awkward music.  He looked at me with a confused expression, pointed to his headphones, held up his phone, and rode right on past me.  That's right, ladies and gentlemen, he was on the phone.  The extended "ee" was not meant for me.  I wish that I could have pretended that I was also on the phone, but it was in my purse and I didn't have my headphones.  For the record, I stopped at the store for a frozen dinner that night.