I was on Lavalife and chatting with about a dozen different women. It was very confusing trying to keep track of everybody.
I ended up taking one lady to dinner at The Keg. Her name was Breena, or so I thought. I called her that a few times during dinner and she stared at me like I had two heads.
Thinking I was brilliant I slipped away to the men's room and checked her emails on my Blackberry. Ah, this is Lisa, got it, I thought.
Well turns out I wasn't so crafty. I got back to the table, promptly asked "Lisa" how she's enjoying her duck. She retorted, "you know, my name isn't Lisa, nor is it Breena!"
I had read the wrong email! So there we sat for the rest of the evening, me clueless about her name, and her not about to tell me.
The next morning I awoke to "Laura's" email. She suggested that maybe I shouldn't have so many different women on the go. I guess I had it coming, but that wasn't going to slow me down.