March 8, 2010
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The door opened, the reindeer bell sounded, a one finger raise, the head nod, the pass by and then an eye lock staredown from unknown girl. The face of every girl I’ve ever known raced through my mind. All this in a matter of 10 seconds on the way to my seat at the counter at Kappo Honda, just trying to get some bacon wrapped glazed gobo with yakitori and mixed tempura.
As I pulled out my chair to sit, it hit me. All I could think was, “Oh no! That’s a girl from one of those online sites that winked at or messaged me while I hit the ignore. WEIRD. Angelina and Billy Bob weird. I know it, I’m pretty sure she knows it.” One empty seat seperates us at the yakitori bar.
Awkwardness is my speciality. I sip my hot tea, open up my magazine and chuckle to myself for the next 45 ticks of the clock.
George Harrison’s muse – turned around and almost hit the sitar - house in LA – going shooting with my co-workers - everyone in LA is so fake and is a waitress hoping to become an actress even though they’ll never be one – can’t stand those people – yeah, yeah – I’m all about – I totally know what you’re talking about – Vegas feels dirty – my friend grew up in Vegas and the Strip is all they had – can you believe if that was where you had to live – yeah, yeah, totally…
It was a first date, the one I never had to go on. Beyond obvious because the skinny, white guy with protruding alien forehead (with bushy brown eyebrows to match) was saying all these bold statements and she, Asian, big faced and curvy (would be the exaggeratingly nice way of saying it), was matching his bold statements with impressive definitive ones of her own. Impressing each other it was not. What it was was two people saying to each other, “We are on a first date/meet and greet and I don’t care what gets said or if we don’t go out again, what’s most important is to show you that I can hold a damn impressive conversation on a first date.”
I wasn’t on a first date, but it was like I was God, sitting on a floating pillow above them, watching it all unfold. How would it feel to be on a date, knowing that the stranger sitting next to you is someone you also wanted to date? Talk loud, on the off chance that the other guy can hear you too and wonder if he wants you.
Of course it could’ve been all imagination. I mean, I’ve never seen or talked to the girl, so how would I know that was her of all the hundreds of online profiles? My mind loves to run wild. Nevertheless, it made for an entertaining, unintentionally evesdropped evening.
The next day I signed into my online dating account. Clicked to “viewed your profile” history. Crap, she checked my profile again… yesterday. It was her. Sometimes life gives you a table and a chair and you have to sit in it.
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Haha that’s funny! I never would’ve made the connection.
You did not want to speak to her?
=o.
thats awesome! you had a date with her (and the white guy) unintentionally. haha you should message her just to see what she says. funny you blogged about this. i actually bumped into a blogger just a few days ago. im pretty sure it was him. too bad he is married.
hehe
@miss_prettyinpink - I made the connection… but I didn’t want to make “the” connection.
@Vitamin_D - Haha, no. But if it was a Xanga person, I totally would’ve said “hi.” Last year at the Sara Bareilles concert I was standing next to this girl and I looked over and said, “Hey, you’re so and so from Xanga, aren’t you!” She’s from Orange County like me, but we both happened to be in LA that day. The world is so small sometimes.
@In_Paradisum - Did you talk to him? Sounds like his blog had you mentally stimulated… ooooooo. If only I had such blog skills. No way I can message her, that would be weird, especially since I have no interest. She lives in my city!
nope, didnt talk to him. he was running towards my direction and i was walking into a building. actually, he was just eye candy. im not attracted to him in that way. ive had a crush on one xangan before and ive never seen how he looks like but his blog is mind provoking and so interesting…and too bad he is married too. haha
that’s a sign you should go out her. j/k
@In_Paradisum - you should’ve yelled his xanga name!
@fangstar - maybe it’s a sign that i should introduce you to her. now that’s a plan.
haha, are you sure you weren’t on a double date?!! =)
LOL!!! This was an esp. delicious post! Talk about being in a hot seat. hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!
So funny…I have to live vicariously through others dating stories now, lolz.
@polynices3 - if i was, i didn’t pay.
@VidaLoca - but my seat is always hot!
@randomnotions - ahhh… then i wish i had better stories for you, unfortunately this is about as exciting as i can do. don’t you miss being single?
LOL!!!!
haha funny and what a small world!
RYC: I’m sorry, Howie. I don’t really watch Seinfield.
= (
It’s a show about nothing, right? There’s some philosophical purpose to it?
@Vitamin_D - It’s about nothing… but it points out all our idiosyncrasies in life. It’s been argued that it’s the best sitcom ever. It’s okay, I haven’t seen one episode of Friends ever.