And I Said Oh-Kay: Crushing Away
Okay, some news on the crush front: I think I've found him. This was much harder than I expected, by the way. I looked everywhere:
Fairway, but I was more into the produce than anyone in the store.
Bars in Chelsea, Hells Kitchen and Stamford, but everyone seemed like a slut, and I have higher standards for my crush.
The hospital, a low point, but I worried about getting an infection. Especially from the doctors, who seemed sluttier than even the men at the bars. Who knew Grey's Anatomy would be so true to life?
But it finally happened in, above all else, a chain restaurant, P.F. Chang's, where a mixed breed of Italian, Guyanese and hotness captured my heart while slinging Mongolian Beef. He told me I wasn't like other customers, and that he was liked my energy. And maybe this dude just wanted a bigger tip, but I blushed like a school girl on the first day of gym class, and just went with it. My favorite part was when he asked for ID after I'd ordered a glass of wine.
"Wow, you look so young!" he exclaimed for major bonus points.After serving me lunch, Mr. Waiter decided I should have his number, which I happily accepted and shoved in the pocket of my jeans that no longer fit very well after I ate all of that Mongolian Beef. And maybe I'll call or text him, and maybe I won't. But I've found a crush, who's also getting me to expand my food horizons, so what more do you want from me?
It's a good day.
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Mark Jason Williams
I find trouble wherever I go