Julia was 12 years old. Her best friend Betsy was 13. Summer was almost over. School was about to start. Julia and Betsy were about to eat lunch at TacoBell. Betsy decided that Julia needed a boyfriend.
“But why?” asked Julia. “I’m okay without one. What good is a 12-year-old boy? All they’re interested in is playing baseball or riding their skateboards. Where does a girl fit into that picture?”
“Don’t be silly,” replied Betsy. “As to 12-year-olds, forget about them. They’re immature. You should have someone more experienced— you’ll be better off with someone at least 13 years old. Someone who will carry your books and walk you to your classes. You need someone who’ll give you a Valentine’s Day card and remember your birthday.
“I’ve got a backpack to carry my books, and I know where all my classes are. I don’t want a Valentine’s Day card from someone I don’t love. I’m too young. Besides, you don’t have a boyfriend. Why should I?”
“Because you’re my first client. I’ve decided that I’m going to be a matchmaker when I grow up.”
“Well, if I’m your first client, that means I’ll probably be your first mistake. No, thank you.”
Female seeks Male
Julia was 12 years old. Her best friend Betsy was 13. Summer was almost over. School was
about to start. Julia and Betsy were about to eat lunch at TacoBell. Betsy decided that Julia
needed a boyfriend.
“But why?” asked Julia. “I’m okay without one. What good is a 12-year-old boy? All they’re
interested in is playing baseball or riding their skateboards. Where does a girl fit into that
picture?”
“Don’t be silly,” replied Betsy. “As to 12-year olds, forget about them. They’re immature. You
should have someone more experienced— you’ll be better off with someone at least 13 years
old. Someone who will carry your books and walk you to your classes. You need someone who’ll
give you a Valentine’s Day card and remember your birthday.
“I’ve got a backpack to carry my books, and I know where all my classes are. I don’t want a
Valentine’s Day card from someone I don’t love. I’m too young. Besides, you don’t have a
boyfriend. Why should I?”
“Because you’re my first client. I’ve decided that I’m going to be a matchmaker when I grow
up.”
“Well, if I’m your first client, that means I’ll probably be your first mistake. No, thank you.”