Both of the girls were working yesterday, so I thought it would be a great time to sneak off to Wal-Mart after work. Usually there is no issue with going to that store, but my reason for going was to purchase some romance novels. I have been forbidden by my daughters to buy any more romance novels, because I currently have around 40 that I haven't read yet! I love Harlequin SuperRomance books, and also the Silhouetter Special Edition books. But as you can imagine: I don't have the time to read like I used to so they are kind of piling up. However, I don't want to miss out on any of the sequels, so each month I now have to sneak to Wal-Mart, buy them and then hide them when I get home.
But the gist of this entry isn't about the books. It's about what happened while I was at Wal-Mart. I went into the store and headed right for the book section. I read the descriptions on all 12 books and decided I only needed 4 of them. As I was heading toward a register, I decided to detour to the soup aisle just in case they had brought back the "hot-ass oodie of noodie" (more on this in another entry!) which of course they hadn't. I did notice a brand I wasn't aware of, Hanover, and decided to try a can of their Chicken Pot Pie soup. I didn't want to have that for dinner, so I also went to the frozen food section to get a TV dinner. I picked up something really good by Boston Market; and since I was already in the frozen section I also got a box of Magnum dark chocolate ice cream bars (dark Belgian chocolate over vanilla bean ice cream). Now that my hands were full (didn't think I'd need a basket!) I now headed for the cash registers.
This is where I had to make a judgment call. Wal-Mart is always packed, and I wanted to get out of there as expeditiously as possible. So I went to one of the "speedy checkout" lines, for 20 items or less. I figured this would be a good bet, since there were only 2 people ahead of me.
I turned my head slightly, and noticed a man had gotten into line behind me with only 1 item. I figured it wouldnt' take me too long since mine would scan quickly, so I didn't think I needed to let him go ahead of me.
There were 2 people ahead of me, so of course that meant the cashier slowed down to a snail's pace. No matter what short line I get in, it's guaranteed to hit a snag and move at a snail's pace. The gentleman behind me said, "How long do you think this wil take?" I said, "I'm not sure, but I can guarantee it's not going to be a speedy checkout." He laughed, and I turned to get a better look at him.
My my: what a handsome man he was! He was taller than me (highly unusual!), had a head full of salt and pepper hair, hazel eyes, a great smile, nice teeth, fresh cinna-minty breath, was in good shape and appeared to be my age. This NEVER happened in Wal-Mart!
Needless to say, I was intrigued. So we began to converse, trading witty repartee and sending off those "hmm, interesting" vibes. He seemed to have the same kind of sense of humor that I do, and I was really enjoying the conversation as he talked a bit about himself, and discussed how long we'd have to be in line, and different topics. Man, I had hit the jackpot!
So I decided since he wasn't wearing a wedding ring, I needed to be bold and give him my number. Just as I was mustering up the bravado, his cell phone rang. He excused himself to answer it, and I was waiting for him to hang up. But wouldn't you know it: now the cashier wakes up and it's my turn to cash out. I tried to pay as slowly as I could, since he was still on the phone, but I didn't want to hold up the line. But I walked slowly to my car in case he came out: nothing. I went to my car and sat there for a couple of minutes: still nothing! Finally I realized how foolish I was being. If he'd been interested he would have asked me for my number. So I put the car in gear, pulled out and started driving past the store. Now he comes out, but he's still on the phone! So I took that as a sign that it wasn't meant to be, and headed home.
As I was driving I wished I had a business card I could have given him. That was a relatively safe way of putting myself out there, but I had put off making up any business cards because I'm...lazy! So an opportunity to make a new acquaintance slipped through my fingers.
I went home, put my stuff away and then got on the computer. I hadn't been up there in a couple of days, so I had email galore. And wouldn't you know it: there was an email from Staples, with a coupon for 100 free business cards. Seriously??? If I had opened my email a couple of days ago, I would have HAD a business card to give to Mr. Hottie! Well that just proves that timing is everything.
So after work today guess where I'm heading? That's right: to Staples! Maybe it's God's way of saying "I'm giving you a second chance and I'll put Mr. Hottie in your periphery again". Well, that's what I hope God is saying. Stay tuned!!
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