A Date with the Preacher or Here Comes the Judge

A few days ago I was chatting with a friend who was excited about meeting a new guy for coffee. The friend was the guy who said he couldn't make it to church because he was on his way home, but I spotted him in a restaurant later that day. He's a nice fellow, just sketchy sometimes. Well, it turns out he met someone from my church through a personals ad and after a month or so of chatting and emails, finally met tonight for coffee. (BTW, church person is more of a church leader who is HOT HOT HOT...sketchy friend is also very attractive too).

Small world, right?

Tonight at work, I was flipping through some of the local small town newspapers and came across a familiar face on the front page. It was sketchy friend! He told me he was an attorney, but it turns out, he's not. Well he is, but he doesn't practice...because he's a JUDGE!

WTF?

So when I was talking with sketchy friend after the date, which went well, but he doesn't expect much to come of things...I mentioned I saw his picture in the paper today. He says, well I guess my secret is out of the bag. You bet it is!

Short post, long on content!