Dear steemians, something incredible happened to me...

A few days ago, I invited a young lady to dinner, with whom my pretensions were honest and well-intentioned. Due to the difficulty of making the appointment, I didn't take into account some details:

• It was the end of the month, and I had no money in the bank account.

• I don't know how to cook and I presumed to be a great cook.

• I didn't consider my dog ... You will understand, why this detail.

The day came and I began to despair because I had nothing.

I didn't know what to cook and I didn't have the money to buy the ingredients. Under pressure, I told myself first to solve the money issue.

I started to investigate the Internet on how to get money instantly and I found in fivver an ad, where pictures of a man between 20 and 30 years old were requested. I communicate to realize the transaction and in a few minutes they respond:

"You have to send me 5 pictures in underwear, they're for a gay calendar..."

I know what you're thinking... But it was the girl or nothing...

I put all the care possible, I oil my body, I exercise to be marked and I chose my best underwear. I took the photos and sent them to him. In minutes he deposited the payment.

So, the issue of money was already solved.

Now, I had to figure out what to cook for dinner. I couldn't order food, because I promised her, that I would show her part of the preparation.

I called my grandmother saying:

"Nona, or give me a recipe right now, which I can prepare. Or fluffy (her cat) is going to fall off the 7th floor..."

A sweetness, my abu passes me the recipe and gives me in detail all the steps to follow.

All ready! I bathed, I dressed well. I shave my chest, in case I was lucky...

The candidate arrives, I receive her with a Torrontés wine, year 1938. Everything went according to plan, until distracted me, I begin to notice that my whole apartment starts to fill with smoke... How strange, I thought... Why will it be? Must be some neighbor cooking on the grill. We continue talking as if nothing....

You have to understand that I was not accustomed to cooking and the beauty of this young lady, I was completely blinded.

She alarmed and not to embarrass me, says:

"Tincho, I think the smoke comes from the kitchen."

Unfortunately, she was right.

My friends, all the recipe of the grandmother to the trash, all the money of my sexy photos thrown to the pot. I stayed in the kitchen, thinking what to do.

It was obvious that she would understand that the food was ruined, but I had to serve her something to eat. And I only had 2 packets of biscuits, a can of tuna, 2 onions, a lemon and two olives.

Here, creativity had to take place.

So, prepare some canapés with these ingredients and present them on a tray full of flowers.

I think she understood and realized my disappointment. Like a lady, she dissembled the hunger, since the food did not reach me.

What I didn't consider was my dog.

I don't know why, but milo (my dog) has an obsession with tuna. Without realizing this, while we dine, he goes into the apartment, jumps on the girl and begins to bite the hand uncontrollably. I try to get him out, but he bite my leg, hand and arm part. When I finally get him out and reassure him, I realize that she and I were both seriously hurt.

We ended the beautiful evening hospitalized and in separate rooms, because after what happened, directly she did not speak to me. Above, as I had spent all the money on dinner, she had to pay me for all the medical care and medication.

Of course, any possible relationship is totally discarded. And I promised her that I was going to give her back, the money these days. For this, dear friends, I implore you to help me. In 2 weeks my boss, pays me my salary and I'll give it back to you with interests. If you can, I need $500 to cover all expenses. Of course I'll be grateful.

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I hope you enjoyed it, my friends. Good Sunday, nice people.

All my stories are fiction.

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