At my chiropractor’s office as I was laying on my stomach, waiting for him to crack my back, he asked, “So do you have someone special in your life”?
“Nothing that lasts longer than an hour,” I quipped.
Chuckling, he said, “Hmmm, an hour - that’s impressive.”
Great that he thought it was funny, but I didn't think “that” was impressive. I’d hate to tell him about all the four hour plus occasions.
On the 'someone special' side of things, I haven’t tried dating anyone