I was running late for my dinner with Amy when I received a call from Nice. I was a bit surprised she was calling me on a Saturday night. But I was even more surprised by what came next.
Her voice trembled as she asked me to come bail her out of jail. She explained that everyone she tried to contact was either not picking up or out of town. Locked up somewhere in Jersey with no one to help, she called me. A total stranger!
We had just met two weeks and only hung out once but for some reason I felt sorry for her. Sure I didn’t know her that well but she was clearly someone in need of help.
Now I know what you’re thinking, I must have a thing for her and the truth is I do. But to be honest, calling me from jail is a definite strike against you. On top of that I don’t care how cute you are, how full your lips are or how good you look in those jeans. If money is involved I am all business.
I was tempted to hang up but no decent human being could have refused to help. So, I called Amy and totally ruined any chance of sleeping with her (I had canceled on her three times in a row).
An hour later Nice was out and headed to work and I felt good about helping her.