Huh? What the duck?

I was happily enjoying a Mocha Frappe with my friend at the new ultra hip outlet at The Gardens when she dared to ask “the question”

“So, Dave, you’re such a sweet guy - why did you break-up with your ex- girlfriend?”

“I didn’t break-up with her, sweetie – she dumped me” I growled in my best ‘let sleeping dogs lie’ voice.

“But do you know why?” She persisted irritatingly.

“It was a psychological problem” I managed to blurt out through gritted teeth.

Obviously Ms Busybody didn’t get the hint “How so?” she enquired sweetly.

“I was psycho and she was logical” I said.

“I see” she answered, slowly picking up her Latte and surreptitiously moving her chair two steps backward.

She then fiddled with her handbag and placed a small can of pepper spray on the table, close to her.

Young people nowadays, I thought to myself. Must be some sort of new fad to have a dash of pepper with your Latte. Doesn’t sound very appetizing though.

For reasons best known to herself, she now consistently turns me down for coffee. Strange, innit?