Wednesday, April 18, 2012

I wish I could go out every night!

I took myself out solo for the first time in a couple years. I was feeling particularly grumpy today, too many worries and stresses. The last thing I wanted was to head home, grumpy. I needed to cheer myself up! I was able to get out early from the store (no students tonight). So I headed over to my favorite french/spanish place up the street.

Got a seat at the fancy/cozy bar, ordered a glass of spanish red wine.....and asked for a dessert menu! I thought I'd treat myself to a rich chocolate dessert for dinner, but ended up going with a salad with smoked duck, walnuts and figs instead. The bartender was pleasant. My plate was brought to me by a waiter I have seen there many times before, I mentioned him in this blogpost a couple years ago: http://solodatenight.blogspot.com/2010/02/bistro-basque-solo-date-night-2.html ...the young hispanic guy with the really long hair. I can tell long haired boy recognizes me, he smiles coyly as he places my plate. A few minutes later he comes back and asks if I would like more bread? Yes please, just one piece. He comes back later: "More bread?" No, thank you two pieces was enough. Soon I've finished my meal, he's collected my plate, and I have just a few sips of wine left. Long haired boy comes BACK (at this point I'm very obviously done with my food, as my plates have been taken by him). He asks, "more bread?", then laughs because he's making a joke with me, and touches me on the shoulder very lightly and quickly. The light touch of his fingers catches my hair, he says "sorry, sorry!" and rushes off. The bartender practically giggles at this.

I finish my wine, pay up, and am halfway out the door when long haired boy stops me, I forget what he says first, but I thank him (for dinner). He asks me my name, and I tell him. Oh boy. He is DEFINATELY flirting with me, leaning on the doorjam, smiling ear to ear. I don't ask him his name...which wasn't very polite of me, but I didn't want to give him any ideas. He says, "You used to come here more often." ACTUALLY I HAD been there quite often, recently in fact, with AJ, I don't think long haired boy ever noticed me when I was there with AJ though (good boy). He is remembering me from when I used to go there by myself a couple years ago!!!!! I say thank you again and book it out the door.

So, tonight was fun. It was fun to be flirted with too. I'm not looking to flirt or be flirted with when I go out necessarily, but it's an added plus. Unfortunately, I am about 6 inches taller than long haired boy and probably 10 years older. So I'm not going to flirt back at him, but I'll smile and be nice for sure :)

It would be great if I could take myself out every night, I just can't afford it!!!

2 comments:

  1. Long haired, younger boys who flirt are AOK! go for it, girl.

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  2. Kathy, yes that could be good advice. I've always been attracted to long haired boys, but I've had a bad track record with them. Too many long haired boys in my past that have done me wrong, or proved me wrong in my attraction. My tastes have changed. And though I may try a younger guy, I've found that an older guy, who has his sh*t together, is SO much more appealing. I realize though, that there are probaly guys my age or younger who would fit my criteria. I am EXTREMELY picky...and will probably post about this in the future.

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