WTF: Does everything happen for a reason?

I was supposed to meet this foxy lady out for drinks.  I arrived early, wearing a sharp, wash-worn black t-shirt and my clean pair of pants.  As I waited at the bar, I checked my watch and phone obsessively.  A fellow patron noticed this and raised his drink.  “Yeah, fuck you too” I mumbled through a smile as I toasted back.

A half hour passed and I grew impatient.  No text, no call, no telegraph.  “Yeah, fuck you too,” I thought as I checked my phone one last time.  I’m done and it’s time to wrap this up.  I twisted around on my bar stool to exit and I’m suddenly face to face with the toaster from earlier.

“Stood up, eh?  Everything happens for a reason” he offered.

Blackout.  My feet hit the ground and my fist hit his face.

“Just proving your point.” I declared as I made towards the door.  Everyone started clapping.

Everything does happen for a reason.  Turned out that I was a hour early.

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Author: JuiceJohn

It doesn't have to make cents.

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