I've had quite a few bad dates, but this one is my favorite
I was a court reporter working at the D.A.'s office. There was a steady stream of cops coming and going all day, every day.
I was dating this

for about three years at the time, but that didn't stop me from the occasional date with someone else.
Anyway, one of my co-workers, a lawyer, came in to my office one afternoon to tell me that one of his witnesses, a cop, would love my phone number.
I said, which one? and he said, the one with the black jacket...
Oh, God! That guy is so hot - I saw him before outside, heck yeah, here's my number, and I gave my number to Craig to give to this guy.
The hot guy looked like Lorenzo Lamas, he was soooooo handsome.
So that night the guy calls me. What a dream!!!

I couldn't believe my luck, hot and nice? That was just impossible. He knew the right things to say, he was from a nice Italian family from Brooklyn, had the same values I had, the same life goals, etc. He was the total opposite of the loser I was dating (hanging onto).
He was a transit cop and he worked odd hours. At first I thought it was the typical married cop who lied, but over the course of a few weeks I've spoken with his mother while calling his house and everything seemed pretty normal....
He did work odd hours, and when he would call me to say, hey, what are you doing? want to get something to eat? want to go to a movie? I was busy doing something else (remember, I had a boyfriend) or it was too late, a work night, etc...
Then finally one night
after about three weeks of talking on the phone, He tells me he was getting off early and since it was late and there wouldn't be too many places open, did I just want to hang out?
I said, yes, come pick me up!
I'm all excited, I call my girlfriends and wake them up with the good news that I'm finally going to see my Dream Man!!!! Oooooohhhhh my goodness! I could hardly wait!! This was L O V E !!!!!
I got dressed, put on some make-up, etc. and got all ready.....
Since it was late, I didn't want him ringing the bell and waking my grandparents so I waited outside.....
Here comes a white Cadillac....Oh, It's Him!!! I try to non-chalantly walk through my yard without looking desperate....I open the gate and close it....
I walk over to the car door......
THIS IS IT!!!!
I FINALLY GET TO SEE HIM AGAIN!!!!
WHAT WILL MY BRIDAL DRESS LOOK LIKE?????
WHICH HALL WILL WE CHOOSE?????
My hand's on the car handle....
I push in the button....
I pull the door open....
The Interior Light comes on.....
This strange man about twenty years older than me is leaning over and smiling.....
WHO IS THIS MAN?????????????
I'VE NEVER SEEN HIM BEFORE??????????
DID I SIGNAL THE WRONG CAR TO PULL OVER?!?!?!?!!?
HOW DOES THIS OLD MAN KNOW MY NAME????????
Well, the guy must have seen the look on my face....
I don't have one of those poker faces...
All of a sudden, the smile leaves his face and he says to me,
"I'm not who you thought I was, Am I?"
I could end the story here, couldn't I?
Looking back on it, it was HYSTERICAL!!!!!
But here's what happened:
Wellllllll........I am not a rude girl

so I say, No! No! I know who you are! Of course I know who you are! Why would you say such a thing!
and I proceeded to get into the car....
We drove to a nice spot where all my friends hung out right underneath the Throggs Neck Bridge (brightly lit and populated) and we talked and talked and remained very distant - That was also the first night that I really noticed how fast the moon rose! I was timing how fast it moved up in the sky. I don't remember the conversation at all....I was so depressed and let down. I was very sad. My dream man was all in my dreams...I was trapped in a white Cadillac in a waking nightmare
Finally he saw my eyes closing and my head nodding and he took me home.
He called two days later reminding me about the wedding we would be attending together (his cousin's wedding), and did I have a dress for it yet, because if not, he would take me out to buy one. I called him back and told him that I couldn't make it....