Hoo Haw! The American Harley Man Returns.

Oh wow. OMG. Too funny. DO I have a story for you.

It starts with my last solo date night. Had a great time, ended up sitting next to and chatting with a really sketchy LOOKING dude, who ended up seeming totally harmless and nice. Well, I happened to had told him where I worked. Since it was all of 200 feet from where the bar was.

A week ago:
Beading gals night at the store. Two of the ladies were left, everyone else had gone, and I was closing up. Had the door locked, was getting ready to shut down the register. A knock at the door. Who do I see? John/Bruce/American Harley Man. I open the door, lean out. He asks me what I am doing later. "Um, going home". He invites me out for a beer. "That's nice of you, I enjoyed our conversation last week". Friday or Saturday? "Um, I may be out and about, I don't know". He says he'll check back with me next week. My gal friends and I have a hoot. "Can you imagine if he showed up with everyone else here?" Good god, that would have been funny. The gals left, I close the store. I am walking on the sidewalk, headed to my car, when guess who pulls up on his Harley. He offers me a ride home. But then he says that I've got all my bags, so maybe not. And I'm thinking, yeah, um, I came to work in my own car, thank you.

Afterwards, one of the gals who missed the man, says to me, "Hey you never know? If he shows up again and we're all there, would he pass inspection?". NO!!!!!

Tonight:
Beading gals night on the store. At one point I remembered to whisper to my friend, "Didn't that Harley guy say he was going to come back "next" week? She tells me she will stay late with me and walk me to my car. Well GUESS what. A short time after that, who comes waltzing through the door but the American Harley Man/Bruce Willis right out of Die Hard only not bloody.
Now, I hadn't locked the door, because the gals were coming and going. Put I had put up the "Private Party - we are closed right now sign". I was busy checking out one of the gals at the register, and everyone is looking at this SKETCHY dude like "WTF?" And I mouth "harley man". He sees that I am busy, asks if I will ever make it back to the place where we had met, and I told him probably not, I don't go out much in this area. He sees that I am busy (I was), but he's looking at the rosaries and says he wants to buy one for his daughter. He says he'll come back tomorow or Saturday.

Can I say OMG? WTF? He's going to be coming back and will most likely try to ask me out for a beer again. But he will also be a customer, since he wants to buy a rosary. AND, although I never had gotten actual sketchy vibes from him, a troop of the gals waited for me to close up the store so they could walk me to my car. AND they made sure my car started. (THANK YOU! You ladies rock!)

As if tonight wasn't crazy enough, with all the bead hen hoo ha gab. Now I've got to fend off Harley Man in the next day or two. I'm not worried. But what a mess!