I promised myself that I’d write more in 2014. The problem with that promise is that I assumed at the time that I’d have something to write about. I don’t, really. But here I am anyway.
The first 6 weeks of the year have been pretty uneventful. And cold as fuck. So the latter has greatly impacted the former. I’m not a fan of winter weather so I’ve been playing it close to the apartment. My social life has taken a hit but IDGAF.
Recently though, I shed that attitude, bundled up and went out for some drinks and socializing. And I looked uhmahzing! New hairstyle, new dress and a whole lotta confidence. I was supposed to meet 2 friends but upon entering the establishment received a text that one of them was standing me up. No reason, excuse or explanation, she just decided less than 1/2 after we last spoke that she wasn’t coming. Now, that’s the sorta shit that will get you quickly escorted off the “friend” list.
The second friend was minutes away from leaving her house. That meant that I was going to be at this place by myself for at least an hour. What was a girl to do? Well, I am who I am and who I am is a friendly, personable, attractive woman with top-notch conversational skills. It was a social event with good looking people my age so I dove right in.
First I got myself a drink and surveyed the room. As I was mid-survey, a good looking guy came up and started a conversation. He was funny and could hold his own. We laughed and talked a bit about what brought us both to this place. That and for some reason, running. It was good conversation but after a few minutes he went back to his friends.
As I completed my previously-interrupted survey of the room, I settled my eyes on a tall, handsome, bearded guy walking my way. Our eyes met and I did that thing that girls do that make it clear to a guy that he should stop and say hi. And he did. Cause, well, I’m not new to this.
He stopped, introduced himself, (Greg) and the rest of the evening (3+ hours) was a blissful, non-stop dive into the “getting-to-know-you” pool. I literally spent the next 3+ hours talking to this guy about everything (except politics and religion). A few times when we came up for air, I saw people looking at us like, what the hell? We had moved from the bar to the couch and were simply engrossed in each other. My girlfriend arrived and we invited her to join us but she chose instead to work the room on her own. I sent her on her merry way cause truth be told, I had no interest in anyone but Greg. He was funny and smart and talented and seemed to like him some me. Which is always a good thing. He is an engineer by trade, an amateur mechanic who restores vintage cars and plays the bass trombone in a band. Lol. Just enough quirk to fascinate me. We talked about family, travel, work, friends, love, loss, society, music, and everything in between.
When it came time to call it a night, he walked my friend and I out, we exchanged numbers, made plans for a dinner date when he returned from a trip out of town, and basically marveled at what a great connection was made on a random evening out.
He texted me the next day (still funny over text thank God) and let me know that he would try to work his schedule so that we could do dinner before he left for his trip.
Lads and lasses, lesson learned…put your clothes on, pretty up yourself and get out of the house! You never know what good things await you on the other side of the door.