A man who has a burning desire to get married is akin to finding the rarely spoken of and never seen albino Water Buffalo of Grand Isle.
There are rumors and whispers, but no proof, until now. I have had the distinct privilege of encountering this rare species while noshing on hummus and baba ghanouj. This man had a plan to marry as soon as he could find a Little Miss to weigh down with a huge rock.
Mr. Buffalo and I didn’t even make it to the entrée before he brought up the topic of marriage. While I thought that faux pas was reserved for flighty, scripted women on reality shows, I rolled with it. I even tried to steer the conversation in a lighter, less desperate direction. That was not to happen on Mr. Buffalo’s watch! I was prompted to admit I had no desire to marry…ever. Normally, two people would continue with a different thread of conversation or mumble about the weather. Instead, I was promptly dismissed with, “If you don’t want to get married, I don’t see the point of this.” Well, alright then. I didn’t realize I was being interviewed. Check please!
I respect any person who is brave enough to pursue the life they want to lead. I also respect a person’s desire to marry. However, is it truly necessary to be so rude as you blindly reach towards that goal? There is a redeeming factor or two of simply enjoying nice company and good food. Plus, I was really looking forward to that shrimp skewer dish. It’s probably better than water buffalo.
Illustration: “The Albino Water Buffalo of Grand Isle”, Nicole Album