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February 06, 2002
All about the piggy, part 3
Who'd have known that today was going to have so much pork? Good thing I'm not observing kosher.
The first I saw of her was on the street on the way home from work. She was about my height with the heels of her boots, so, maybe 5'6" or 5'7" barefoot. She had wonderfully dark brown hair, worn straight with just a hint of curl where they fall around her shoulders. She had a fair complexion that contrasted very well with her hair and large brown eyes. Her lips were slightly pouty with subtle application of lipstick. It was cold, so she was wearing a sleek winter coat that, despite it being outerwear, managed to reveal that she had a slender figure. She was dressed in a smart business suit with thick heeled boots and walked with an air of confidence and self-assuredness. The expression on her face was smart, but with the possibility of being a little naughty. In short, she was Miss Right.
But she was walking in the other direction and I had a bus to catch.
Later in the commute, I stopped by a Chinese/Thai/Japanese takeout place near my apartment for dinner. Right be hind me came a Malaysian Chinese woman who was also very cute. Dressed in businesswear and a fur-trimmed (faux?) winter coat, she had just returned from work somewhere just past Newark. I could tell all this just by looking at her.
Actually, we struck up a conversation and it went pretty well. I thought it did, anyway. Touched on a lot of things: traffic, work, dim sum. All in all, it went pretty well. We had a decent amount of time since our food took awhile. When it was done, though, I picked up my food and went home.
Now, even for the casual observer, I can hear the question now, "Wait, wasn't there supposed to be an 'I got her number and will call her soon to go out for dinner?' or something?" Sure, there would have been... if I'd done it. After all that cool interaction, and I'm sure some expectation on her part that I would ask, I just got my stuff, said a few more words, and left.
And that's why I'm not getting married any time soon.
Muy, if you're reading this, this is why you shouldn't bother waiting for me.
That wine's gonna taste really good by the time Ken and I get to it...
Posted by KinCross at February 6, 2002 07:44 PM