BLIND DATE
As told by J.T. Townsend I laughed when Tommy and Bert made the suggestion. We had been friends ever since I moved to San Francisco ten years earlier. “I don’t need a blind date, guys.” “Well, you need something. You’re not getting any younger, you know.” Tommy was being kind for a change. "We'll go with you, like a double date." Bert cozied up to me and put his arm over my shoulder. "Please." “Get away from me. I hate when you do that.” I turned away so he could not see me smiling. “But is it working?” Bert persisted. “Who is this guy and why is it so bloody important that I go out with him?” I probably should not have said that because they both moved in with more information about the man than I needed to know. “Okay, his name is Charlie McDonald and he’s a really nice guy. So what? How old is he?” “A few years older.” Tom was being evasive. Then who?” “Then you.” “Tom, how many few years older? And don’t yo...