It was a Monday morning and waaay earlier than I would have cared to be up but I had to drive to a conference out of town this particular morning for work. I figured as a reward for my stunning ability to pull myself out of bed an extra hour early, I would stop at Starbucks and pick up a little something for myself. Aka a white mocha. Best.coffee.beverage.ever.created. So I walk into said location and happen to see the most attractive guy ahead of me in line. I try to keep my eyes to myself for fear of looking like a complete loser for staring and maybe send a friendly expression if he happens to catch me. Very bold of me, I know.
So he leaves and I continue my quest for a morning caffeinated beverage. I proceed to run into the drug store next door because it occurs me to that I will need to get cash for bridge toll and cash is something I never carry with the advent of a debit card. I then proceed to the gas station as my long journey to work begins. And who is there but Attractive Coffee Man. I begin wondering to myself if he finds a woman who can pump her own gas attractive then I immediately remind myself that most woman, excluding my grandmother, can pump their own gas and it really isn’t a feat after all. Had I needed to change the oil and the tires right then and there I may have gotten his attention but alas, the tires and oil were in full working order. Damn.
He leaves the gas station, as one might do when the tank is full and I continue on my way as well, thinking this is the beginning of what seems to be a wonderful day.
Fast forward to one week later. I am entering the parking lot on the way to said Starbucks, on the off chance that Attractive Coffee Man will be there. As I enter the parking lot, who is leaving, but Attractive Coffee Man. Damn, plan foiled again.
So I am left with nothing but a steaming cup of joy in my hands and my determination to pull a Ford Dry-Cleaning commercial and pay for his beverage if I happen to have better timing in the near future. Who are we kidding. I’m not that ballsy. Here’s hoping.
