"Tonight was going to be special," Shana thought miserably as she drove home from her waitressing job at PJ's Eatery in her beat-up 1985 Pinto, "but that idiot had to go and ruin it by not calling me this morning and on top of it all going to play poker with his scummy friends!!"
She then slammed on the brakes, laid on the horn and lifted up her right middle finger as some jerk in a Lexus nearly careened into her. Not like it would have damaged her junker any more than it already was, but still.
Back to the present though, as Shana thought about why she was so mad, the reason being that she and her boyfriend Bret (the aforementioned idiot) were going to make love (if you could call it that) for the first time, but when she had called him on her break he informed her that he had forgotten and was going to play poker with his pals, but that he would come over on his way to his friend's house to give her a "quickie" as he so charmingly called it. Incensed that her first time of sex in three years was going to be like this, she had screamed, "HELL NO!!", into the phone and hung up on him. She knew people were looking at her, but she didn't care. She wanted her next sexual experience to be special and she wanted to be loved and held, but she did not see that happening any time soon with Bret.
As Shana reached her apartment building, she pulled up to a public pay phone tried Bret's number again, this time instead of no one being there, she heard her co-worker Cindy's voice on the other end say "Hello?" She controlled her anger as she disguised her voice and said, "Hi, is Bret there?" as she heard Cindy giggle into the phone and yelled , "Hey Bret, hon, someone's on the phone for you, I think it's your mom like you said would be calling . "Ok, hold on, Cin!", he said as she came back to the phone and said, "Ok, Mrs. Johnson, Bret will be here in a minute, ok?" Then Bret got on the phone and said, "Hey Mom! How's it going? How'd you like my soon-to-be-fiancee Cindy?" ,when all of a sudden Shana got really pissed and returned to her normal voice and said, "Fine, but I am not your mother and think you should know that this is Cindy's co-worker Shana, the girl who you told she was your girlfriend, what's up with that?"
Bret then sucked his breath in and explained that he was joking about Cindy. "Bullshit!", Shana yelled and told him to go to hell as she slammed the phone down in fury and drove all the way home, crying shamelessly. When she got to her apartment, she was so sad, angry and confused, she dropped her things on the couch and headed straight for the shower, in which she took a hasty shower and then dried off, then headed straight for her bed, in which she started to cry herself to sleep when she felt a hand touch her face and a man's voice say, "It's all right, Shana, I am here" as his hand traveled to her neck where he proceeded to push her hair off it and gently kiss it.
"Bret, why aren't you with your fiancee Cindy?" Shana moaned and turned over onto her stomach. "Because I am not Bret," he said as she turned around to scream, but what she saw forbade it. The man standing in front in her was a spitting image of the late KISS drummer Eric Carr, who had been Shana's childhood crush, but Shana wondered how had the man known her name when he said "Allow me to intorduce myself, I am none other than the spirit of the late Eric Carr, my Shana."
