A couple of months ago, I was at one of my watering hole and there happened to be a performer there playing his guitar and singing. At his break, he came over and chit chatted for a bit. It was nice, I guess, and by his space invasion, I had a feeling he was interested, but really who knows and really, well, whatever.
So I went back a few weeks ago and he was there again. I waved hello to be polite. Later, again on his break, he made his way over and said hello and addressed me by my first name. He said, "I remember your name." and I said, "Yes, you did." And he said, "I bet that surprises you." Well, it didn't surprise me. I mean, okay, so he remembered my name. Shall I throw a party or something? Two other times during the evening he preened himself by mentioning again that he remembered my name as if this was quite impressive to me.
Ladies, call me crazy....but you know...this didn't do anything for me but make me wonder if he was getting ready to recite his ABC's so that I knew he could do that as well.
I've been out of this game a long time and I'm out of touch with the rules, apparently.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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