This one is really good.
I am a huge Springsteen fan. When he came around in 1984, my boyfriend got us tickets. Well, things weren't going well for us--I just couldn't stand to be around him, anymore. I couldn't make it to the concert, and I broke up with him about a month before it.
One day, I found this tucked under my windshield.
Dear Judi,
I am willing to talk about the Springsteen concert. If you also want to talk, meet me at the golf course maintenance building at 11:30 am (lunchtime) sometime this week. If I don't see you by Friday the 29th, I will assume that you already have tickets and/or you want nothing to do with me!
Sincerely,
Jeff
I wanted to buy the tickets off of him, and he refused. I had to go with him. I did, and we barely said a word to each other the whole time.
I had a fantastic time at the concert. He never told me where the seats were, and I was shocked that they were floor seats, fourth row! It was my first Springsteen concert and one of the most memorable nights of my life. I don't know how Jeff felt, though. I think he was hoping that we would get back together.
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