My Encounter with Wabbsy

Last night after Wabbsy graced us with her presence in Forums, I decided to try and contact her about a situation that occurred several years back:





Of course she should be surprised that I found her and now I'm about to expose our story to the rest of the KaW community....

It was a dreary Thursday night and my body was aching from a hard day's work. I had decided to grab a couple of drinks at the local bar and just take a load off. After a few shots of Jack, a bottle of cheap Ale, and whisky I was going to close the tab I had running until she walked in.

She was a classy lady that placed eached step in front of the other as if she somehow thouhght she was on a runway promoting what looked like a second hand dress from the local thrift shop. A suffocating scent engulfed the entire bar as if she had doused herself in an entire bottle of store brand perfume. Her hair was unkempt with the striking grace of someone who just rolled out of bed.

I offered her a drink and she completely ignored me while going straight to the man sitting next to me. He had chiseled features, was a successful lawyer in a suit that probably cost more then my current run-down car and a charm that almost made me slightly attracted to him. Unfortunately, after they got into a long, extended argument on whether Ross and Rachel should have been a couple, they decided to part ways.

That's when she came into my arms. I quickly initiated a conversation to break the ice by grabbing a near by deck of cards being used in a local poker game. I laid out the cards accross the table and smoothly aske her to "Pick a card". She examined me with her eyes that moved their way from the top of my body all the way down to my Nike sneakers and replied "That's a lame excuse for a pick-up line but at this point in the night I don't care." We made our way back to my place and while I can't get into detail about what went on that night I can proudly say that it was quick since I work efficiently.

The next morning I woke up to an empty bed with no note or sign that she had ever been there. I assumed that she woke up late for work and had to rush out the door without any time to say goodbye. However, I grew concerned when she did not follow up with a call in the days that followed and after spending a few nights at the same bar in the hopes of running into her again I finally gave up.

Right now is normally where the story would end but I got caught with a surprise that not even Nostradamus could have predicted:
I was pregnant.

After a few hormonal months of me lashing out at my innocent coworkers everytime they did something wrong despite their good intentions and support from my buds when I needed help gettin to the hospital, I went into eight painful hours of labor and bore a beautiful baby boy named Jack.

It's been a few years since I've seen Wabbsy and little Jack is now starting school. After I tried tracking her down all these years I don't ask for any child support since I've done a fine job raising Jack on my own. Instead, I just want everyone else in the community to get the message out you her and let her know that she has a boy who wants to see his mother for the first time.

 

Painfully Legion. Just plain painful.