Wax Lips, do not a romantic evening make...
I wish I'd thought up of that line, but it was the line of "Cousin Larry" from the show Perfect Strangers, circa the late 80s. But anyways...

So the groove from my wedding ring isn't even out of my finger yet, and a couple of thick-sculled neanderthals from the office hit on me. I wondered how I would feel. Like this: It pissed me off. Royally. I mean, talk about wreckless disregard for another human's emotions! "No, I don't care for a drink. No, I don't want to see a movie." Damn, boys... I ain't even done feelin' sorry for myself yet! (not to mention that I haven't even filed papers...)