After spending the longest two hours of his life with a painfully awkward blind date, this poor guy was done. He couldn’t take another second.
Thankfully, he had planned ahead and asked a buddy to call him mid-evening—just in case he needed an escape hatch.
Right on cue, the phone rang. He stepped away from the table, picked up the call, and came back wearing his best tragic face.
He sat down, looked solemnly at his date, and said:
“I’m so sorry… I have to go. My grandfather just passed away.”
Without missing a beat, his date let out a dramatic sigh of relief and said:
“Oh, thank heavens! If yours hadn’t, mine was about to!”
