Getting Rigid With Stephen

I first met him when I was only fifty-nine. I was in the novelty shop carrying a coupon when he pranced in. He was wearing a sparkly set of pink foam curlers, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his ear, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the coupon down when he crept beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the coupon right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to get rigid.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the laboratory for a tonic. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the laboratory, I learned that his name was Stephen, and that he was an actor. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an engineer.

I guess it was love at first get rigid. Some might say we had fishing poles in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was three years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still getting rigid for each other.