What's toast got to do with it?

In venturing out into the world of dating, one guy put an interesting concept out there. He went on and on about how we have become a disposable world where nothing is as it seems and people don't value anything any more.

Then he gave a specific example of when your toaster breaks, you throw it out and buy a new one instead of getting it fixed.

So here is the story about my toaster.

When we moved to Idaho my mom's toaster gave out and mom said we'd get a new one after the move. We were toastless for a couple of years. When my mom's boss asked what he should get me for my graduation present, I told him I wanted a toaster. Because I missed toast.

The reasons I have nothing but love and respect for this man start with the fact that he's blind and teaches other people to deal with their blindness to his generous support of me by lending his car to me in high school. Let that sink in . . . Blind guy . . . Lent me his car. Moving on.

He is one of the few men who get it. If you don't know what a woman wants . . . ask, if she tells you, belive her. When I opened the present he brought, I was ecstactic. He thought it was weird but my happiness confirmed it.

With graduations coming soon I just want to emphasize that through six moves and four states, my toaster and I are still together! So here is the metaphor - if you take care of something it will last forever.

While the guy was impressed by the fact that I have had the toaster that long, it turned out that he sounded older than he let on. I am not sure he has ever been to Italy and after telling me he was "the one" for me and to stop looking for anyone else - he called in a raincheck half an hour before our first date and hasn't called back since.

I guess I just have to get someone to believe I want a quality toaster.