Wednesday, August 4, 2010

A Moment

Well ladies and gents - it has finally happened.  I have had a funny moment.  Yes, yes, it has been a while.  Mucho stress and lots going on and all.  But, I just had to share this particular moment.

This particular moment MADE MY DAY.  As well as made me laugh.  I woke up messenging with the boy I'm currently dating who's halfway across the world - this beats that.  I actually checked some things off my checklist - this beats that.  I'm drinking coffee after a full day of no eating and only drinking water - this beats that.  Yes, it is just that good.  Either that or my life is just that boring these days.  Whatever.

To preface the actual story, it must be noted my attire.  From the ground up - flip flops that have seen better days, workout capris that have seen better days, with hairy legs distended from them, a v-neck, long sleeved shirt that is good enough for a pig to sleep in, a sports bra that hey now, actually holds the girls, no make-up, hair in a sloppy mess and otherwise looking like CRAP.  You'll see why this stellar review of myself matters.

I was in Starbs, getting myself a drink before work (who doesn't need coffee before work???) and chatting up with the folks there.  Suffice it to say I'm a frequent customer...

I grab my drink and a man starts this conversation with me...

Him: You're awfully polite.

Me: Yes, am times I am. 

Him: That's a rarity these days.  That's a really nice quality.

Me: Thanks!  Nice of you to say.  (Are we sensing I'm ready to leave yet???)

Him: I know this is kind of odd, but would you like to go out sometime?

Me... starring at him with my chin on the ground.  I just got asked out on a date, by somebody who's name I do not know, looking like I do (i.e. not exactly my best and I do clean up nice if I do say so myself,) all because I'm polite???  Well... polite in public.  We won't discuss the explusion of air from any orifices of body holes here.

I, of course, profusely thanked him and declined.  Clearly. 

And walked to work wondering if that really just happened or if my mind is playing dirty tricks on me because of the lack of fuel.  Could be either at this point.

On that bombshell, it's time to rock the work world, since I've already so headily rocked the dating one.

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