This past weekend, I received the most attention ever!
I was dancing at this club and a bartender, out of nowhere, walked up to me and gave me a bottle of water. Oh, if only this were the way guys hit on me all the time! It was just what I needed!
Then, my friends and I went out to eat. A rather handsome lad walked by me and with a gesture of his hand, directed the comment, "Beautiful", to me. When my order arrived, I realized that a table of guys was just staring. Soon, one of them passed a note that said, "Hey cutie, what's your name?" The problem with them, though, is that they stared the whole time and made me uncomfortable. Another note, grammatically incorrect, followed. If I had been in a bad mood, I'd have told them to look elsewhere. It became too much. No subtlety whatsoever.
There was a cute guy across from me though, who made eye contact every now and then. He even talked to me about my order. As he got up to leave, I did a bold thing...I looked him in the eye and nodded. He returned my gaze and kept it even as he walked towards the door. He turned around, as he couldn't help it if he didn't want to bump into anything, but before heading out, he caught my gaze again. Excellent eye connection!...one of those moments where everything around you fades for a few lengthy seconds.
And that's all that happened.
While this story doesn't include big romantic gestures, I would like to note that making obvious eye contact and smiling at a cute guy is not something I've done very much. This is quite a big step for me since my disappointents of late.
This was a much needed reminder that it's only a matter of time until I'm healed enough to welcome someone in. And that perhaps there might, in fact, still be someone out there that will get me.
