Sassy Sandra is Stumped

[Sandra Diaz-Twine]

Why don't you just entertain me by telling me how me met...but lie about it. I want you to make the funniest, most outrageous story about our meeting. It can take place anywhere, just make it fun! I can't decide who I want to vote, and I don't feel like getting down and dirty (I am the Survivor Queen after all). So yeah, have fun with it!.

Sandra out!

[Joel Anderson]

It was a dark and stormy night. I had just gotten off a long day at work and I was exhausted. I came home later than usual wanting to just go to bed and relax. So tired! So worn out! What I wanted didn't matter. The wife, who I had married out of sheer loneliness in my late teens, was waiting up for me. Not to welcome me home with loving arms. Not to just spend time with me. No. She stayed up so she could lecture me on the new chores around the house that needed attending to that she clearly felt were beneath her. I pretended to listen. I pretended to care. All I could think about was running away from it all. The job. The wife. The aggravation. I had these thoughts nightly, but never had the courage to turn thoughts into action. This night was different though. Tonight, something upstairs snapped. That's when my life changed. Without speaking a word or blinking a word I turned heel and walked back out the door. Ignoring the yelling from within the house, I got back in the car and drove off. Where? I had no idea. For how long? Until I ran out of gas. Desperation was my fuel.

Dawn had approached and I was miles away from home. My car had just puttered to a hault. I stepped outside and kept my path on foot. Didn't bother to close the car door or take the keys. Whoever wants it can have it. Maybe they'll take my life as well. They can have it. I walked until my $500 shoes wore to shreds. I walked until my feet bled. My mouth was dry as a bone. My eyes heavy as a stone. My back sore as tree struck by lightning. Yet I couldn't stop. I didn't want to. I just wanted to get away and knew nothing of where the boundries were.

I was now waking up in a strange place. I think it was a diner. The sign on the door said closed and the smell of breakfast was in the air. I didn't know how I got there. I didn't know where I even was. The last few moments of my life were a blur then black. I sat up in the booth I was in and checked the table. The smell was coming from a plate in front of me. Eggs. Bacon. Sausage gravy. Orange juice. It was just an average meal, but its aroma was breathtaking.

That's when my life changed for the better. You walked over with an apron on, a smile on your face and a look of concern in your eyes. Such a bubbly personality and a warming heart. You asked if I were okay, told me how you found me near death on the side of the road and brought me back here for some food. That's the moment I knew true love for the first time. That's the moment I stopped knowing loneliness.