and now for something completely different

So last night I had an experience for the storybooks.

For some reason we didn't get any sort of business until late at work, and then had someone call with a 8 plate order, which takes awhile. During which time I had a couple tables walk in. One of which being a guy by himself. I told him straight off it might be awhile until his food came, so he asked archly if I would join him. I laughed.  I took care of the people that I had to take care of, and while he was eating his dinner, I sat down to talk to him. It basically turned into a date. There were the usual telling of stories of our lives, how we came to be. Then when everyone else had gone, he was still there. It was time for him to leave, but he was just trying to not leave.  I wished I was a different sort of girl and could ask him to take a walk by the bayou. But I knew what result that would have. He would take me up on it, and there wouldn't be any walking- or talking, for that matter.   He's not from around here, he's just passing through, so there was no future, and I just couldn't.  So as he's standing there next to me, about to leave he says to me, "I'm sorry, but I've just got to do this before I leave." And he takes my face in his hands, and kisses me, passionately.
The thoughts that ran through my head, were "shit, I haven't done this in a long time, I'm so out of practice," and "shit shit shit, the cameras."   And the overwhelming feeling of gratefulness, actually.
And then he left.
I finished up the paperwork and walked out the door, halfway hoping he'd still be in the parkinglot, but that would've been dangerous. Doesn't take much for my blood to run red, and it was definitely there.


I had gotten my hair cut a few days prior and the hairdresser was a man. He asked me why I didn't have a guy, that he would find me one, if I wasn't leaving. But- as he's cutting my hair, he tells me that, I've got it going on, but if I let him bleach my roots and do my eyebrows, with those enhancements, I'd certainly find someone.  I laughed at him. No, leave them alone.
After leaving there I made up stories about how it's my eyebrows that scare the guys away.

So, this guy kissing me, was just... appreciated.

So on the story of my life goes, full of random adventures.