Chandler met Monica at a party. They hit it off. All she had in her purse to write her email address on was a deposit slip from her checkbook. I suggested he ask her that, if she was going to go out with him a few times and then dump him, could he just use the deposit slip to put a couple hundred bucks in her account and they call it even.

They emailed each other and began dating. Now they’re married and have a daughter, Emma. I don’t think Chandler ever told Monica my cynical comment — quite possibly the most cynical single comment I have ever made. (If he did, neither of them have held it against me. I am invited to Emma’s birthday party every year.)

Note: This is not a true story. Well, it is, but Chandler, Monica, Emma, and I are not our real names.

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