Taking A Bath With Vince

I first met him when I was only forty-one. I was in the antique store carrying a Rubik's cube when he blundered in. He was wearing a salmon pair of sweatpants, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his wig, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the Rubik's cube down when he flounced beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the Rubik's cube right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to take a bath.

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

At the travel agency, I learned that his name was Vince, and that he was a banker. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a correctional officer.

I guess it was love at first take a bath. Some might say we had ping-pong paddles in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was fourteen years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still taking a bath for each other.