So, I'm in this bar called Wasted Grain (not on the night's agenda, although neither were the 2am tacos that followed), and this guy walks up and says, "Hey, can I buy you a drink?" I tell him that I'm done drinking for the night, but he insists -- especially after the girls announce to him that I'm single AND it's my birthday. I tell him that he can buy me a soda. Straight. "Vodka soda" he says to the bartender....
We cheers. I take a sip, and immediately hand the drink off to the bachelorette because, as I mentioned, I'm done drinking for the night.
He asks me where I'm from and what I do. I tell him that I live in the Bay Area and I'm an event producer at Google. He says that he has family in the Bay, seems impressed that I work at Google, and says that I have really good energy. He's from Chicago, works in tech sales, and seems sweet and young.
When he asks me how my day was, I tell him that it was great and I give him a brief description of the day's adventures. I ask him about his day, and there's a quiet moment, and then he tells me that his dog died that day. I say that I'm so sorry and, as his eyes well up a bit, he says, "Don't cry, because if you cry I'll cry". We stand there solemnly -- and, in this moment, I already know that I like him.
I start to think about how we just met and we're standing in a bar about to cry, and it makes me giggle -- which brings a smile back to his face.
We continue to talk and flirt, and at some point he says, "Give me your number." I say no. He says, "Why not?". I say, "Because you live in Chicago." He clarifies, "No, I'm from Chicago, but I live here." So, I reply with my new reason which is, "You live here." He smiles and reminds me, "But, I have family in the Bay."
I ask how old he is and he says, "Why does that matter?". "Because I'm 42". He doesn't care. My inner monolog emerges in verbal spillage, "Now, see, it's this conversation that gets me here every time. You don't care cause it doesn't matter, but then it does matter, and by then it's too late...". He shakes his head and interrupts me with "What -- you're thinking too much! I just want to see you again...".
Perfect. Dammit.
I take a snapchat of the two of us together and he manages to grab my snapcode.
He says, "Why am I so drawn to you? I can't get enough of you.".
💞
...I blow him a kiss as a golf cart pulls us back into the night...
