I'm at Starbucks.
I just met with a recruiter - I think he was more interested in how I could help him get a job in the Middle East than getting me a job here.
But that's o.k. he was really nice.
Anyway there is a guy sitting in a separate group of chairs across from me who has been winking and gesturing to a chair directly across from him.
I think he's trying to flirt with me.
I'm a little out of practice - after all I've not been single for about 10 years.
But I'm pretty sure he's flirting.
From what I can gather from his phone conversation he may be a life insurance salesman.
Which is about as attractive as a used car salesman.
I mean he's kinda cute, but not.
Like slimy cute.
Like probably married and has many numerous lovers on the side - slimy cute.
Shit he's coming over!
O.K. I was ignoring him - typing on my blog but the ignoring didn't work - he walked over and proceeded to have a 45 minute conversation with me.
He was trying to pick me up - even though I was wearing my wedding ring.
Oh and he is a insurance salesman - ick ick ick!
I screwed with him a little bit - until SP came in and rescued me.
I told him I didn't play for or with his team.
Told him that I preferred women and toys and he couldn't compete.
I've never laughed so hard in my life.
His face was priceless!