Seven

“Those are some sweet legs,” said Seven, the young, clean-cut, business man standing behind me in line at the bagel shop.  I’m smart enough to know that he meant the legs on my earrings – I have these amazing pair of earrings that are laminated pictures of legs in high heels that touch my shoulders, oh, and one of the legs has a guitar strut down it.  They are a great conversation starter, like today.  As we stood in line, we bonded over my accessories, his speedy bagel-ordering abilities, and the great weather (he was taking advantage of the sunshine by skipping work the next day to play frisbee golf).  We got our orders at the same time, and when we walked out I decided to seize the day! 

“This was fun.  Would you maybe wanna go out sometime?”  A flicker of surprise definitely crossed his face before he replied, “Um, what?  Thanks, but I can't.  I have a girlfriend.” I was totally unphased and just said, “Oh, ok, well have a good day.”  Seven apparently needed some closure, so he followed up with, “Um, oh, wait.  Did you think I was hitting on you?” I could tell he was not being a jerk, and was just concerned that he led me on, so I told him, “Nope.  You were nice, and I figured why not?  I mean, you definitely shouldn't stop being nice to people because of this!  I swear they won’t all try to ask you out like I just did – and I totally don’t mean that in a rude way.”  After a nervous laugh from Seven, some more “ums,” “ohs,” “have a nice day,” and “see ya around” I walked away laughing to myself.  I might not be getting any dates, but as always I love the absurdity of my life.