LongeCity - This Is The Emergency Dating Broadcast System

I was walking along using my wheelchair as a walker, no makeup, skin broken out in pimples, and three inch gray roots in my hair. I was on my way to the computer store to abuse their hospitality yet more. I was worried that there was only an hour and half before closing. I went there instead of the computer cafe because the cafe somehow DOESN'T HAVE GOOGLE and the patrons are so vicey that the second hand smoke fumes from their clothes bother me. So I'm not thinking there will be a good looking black guy on the sidewalk trying to engage with me, but there was. He was smiling at me appreciatively and engaging in pointedly friendly conversation. I smiled back and answered his questions but kept going.

I've decided not to date anyone but in the past I could have used some kind of warning. Couldn't there be a broadcast over the sound system, "This is the Emergency Dating Broadcast System. A good looking guy is going to be interested in you. Yes, you. On the sidewalk ahead. He is not an asshole, and he is interested in you. This is not a test. This has been the Emergency Dating Broadcast System."

All the times they broke into my TV programs to tell me about events that never happened, this would have been a lot more useful.

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