And through all the years my show was on, I made the mistake of disrupting my viewing pleasure only once. My friend’s ex-boyfriend stopped by the store I worked at one Monday afternoon and had asked me out to dinner for that evening, supposedly because he was so heartbroken about her sudden marriage to a man she had just met a few months earlier. I quickly declined and when he pressed me further, guilt seeped in because he looked so fragile and vulnerable. So I sighed and said, “OK, but just stop by my place and we can chat.” Then I added, without the slightest trace of hesitation, and just to be perfectly clear: “Also, it’s Star Trek night so I hope you don’t mind watching with me.” No problem, he replied.

Ha.

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