Car Trouble

I told a friend I couldn’t come to her birthday because my car had broken down. She offered to pick me up. I said I was waiting for a mechanic. She said she’d wait with me. I ended up sitting in a perfectly working car with the bonnet open for an hour, pretending to ring a garage that doesn’t exist, while she made small talk. Then we went to the party. I stayed till midnight. I didn’t enjoy it.

You worked harder at avoiding her than you've worked at anything. Your career would like a word.