If I were a little bit better of an artist, I would draw this as a comic strip
Anecdote from the work barbecue I attended over the weekend:→
A while ago, we had this temp named Cheryl, a gregarious, fashionable black woman. She was fun to talk with on breaks, liked a lot of the same music that I do, etc. But she used to say things to me like, "You're such a great guy! Any woman would be lucky to end up with you!"
Feeling uncomfortable, I'd retreat into that technique that so many women have used over the years: "Um… yeah, so… then my GIRLFRIEND stopped the bank robbery and rescued the hostages… My GIRLFRIEND is also rich and beautiful… I'd love to hang out this weekend, but my GIRLFRIEND and I have plans…"
This weekend we all go over to a coworker's house for some food and lawn games, and Cheryl's there. I see her briefly, and then spend most of my time totally pwning the lawn fishing game. Meanwhile, Cheryl corners my girlfriend and starts in with, "It's great to finally meet you, Josh has told me SO MUCH about you…"
So Amy (my GIRLFRIEND) had to deal with all of this woman who, she felt, knew all about her. Then she was pissed that I hadn't told her that some woman was hitting on me at work.
I was like, I dunno, I told her I had a girlfriend.