The night my parents met, my mom told my dad her name was Carol (not her name) and that she was a beautician for the Arthur Godfrey Show (not her job).
She tells me this was her friend's idea, to tell a playful lie. She fessed up later on the same night they met.
It's been 51 years, so I guess he wasn't bothered by this. Either that, or he hadn't been in the country long enough to tell one screwy broad from the other.
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