I successfully managed to duck the boss the entire morning.

I had plans to meet my fiancee, Jolinda, at the sub shop down the block.

She had gotten there ahead of me and ordered lunch for both of us, she knew I always ordered the same thing. Turkey with mayo, no lettuce or onions. So predictable am I.

We were laughing, having a pleasant lunch and all. But I was feeling uneasy, discontent and blurted out, “I think we should break up.”

“Get outta of here, Parker!”, she laughed, thinking I was joking.
So I laughed and pretended it was just a lame joke.

She kissed me and went back to her job at her law firm.

I was still sitting, finishing my turkey sub, when a brown haired guy in white shirt and tie, who looked vaguely familiar, walked up to my table and said, “ParkerOwN257”
I thought he was hitting on me or something creepy, I was bewildered as to how this guy knew my screen name.
“Do I know you, how do you know my screen name?,” I questioned.