People are really cool but they confuse me so much. So I’m at a bar eating lunch and the waitress and I are making eyes at each other. Hey, she was cute! I’m not here for long and definitely not wanting a relationship right now. I’m comfortable to leave it at flirting. Flirting is fun. I pay my bill and get ready to leave. As I’m standing up she comes over to me and says, “You should come back and see me. I’m Katie. I work every day but Wednesday.” I don’t tip bad, but I don’t tip THAT well. I figure, cool. I’ll come back in a couple of days and flirt some more. Did I mention flirting is fun?
So two days later I come back in to eat dinner. Sure enough, there she is. I smile at her as I come in and I’m seated by someone else. She’s serving tables on the other side of the room but occasionally she looks over at me. She smiles a weak kind of forced smile and looks away then ignores me for the rest of my meal.
I guess I misunderstood. It happens. I smile and wave at her as I leave. The food was just ok so I doubt I’ll be back. I can be clueless at times but huh?
So last night I’m at a Chillis eating dinner again. I get seated at the bar as I’m alone. I have a book, so I’m good. The place starts to get a little crowded as I wait for my food and I end up shifting over a few seats to make room for people that are together. The bartender is kind of cute so I flirt just a bit. I was reading a good book so I wasn’t really into it. I’m ignoring the football games that are going on as I’m really not into watching it on TV. There is a woman and man sitting next to me that I made room for. The man has had quite a bit to drink and wants to talk to me with random bar chatter. My time is already split between a good book, a cute waitress and my food has just arrived. I just don’t have time for idle chat. The woman he is with, that is sitting next to me, is also fairly cute. We just exchange pleasantries and she explains that she is only in town for a day or two. She also explains that she is from a party school nearby. Um hum… book… waitress… food…
So I finish my food and get ready to leave. The place is pretty full. The woman asks the waitress for a pen because she needs to “text someone a number she has in her phone.” As I’m waiting for my check, she asks to see my book. I tell her it’s not really a book most people would know and not really for “polite” company. She reads the back and gets an eyeful. The reviews on the back of Vonneguts, Breakfast of Champions are um… interesting. As she hands the book back she smiles and tucks a paper into the cover. As she was doing it I had half thought that it was one of my many bookmarks. When I got out to the car my curiosity made me look again. Yup, there is was her name and number. Again, I can be clueless but huh?
