What a great start into a new day!
On my way to work, on 18th street and almost there, a guy comes running (!) after me, stops me and makes me take down my headphones. He starts the conversation with "where did you buy these headphones from" but I can't believe him that he's really interested in THAT kind of info. And he isn't. Without stopping a beat he compliments me on my looks with "You look like a hot European rock star" and asks me if I am into R&B. I decline.
He wants to know more and mentions that he's working for Universial Music (I should have asked him for his business card!) and that he could get me into cool R&B concerts. Hey, not interested, dude!
Then he gets personal and wants to know whether I'm into black guys and luckily I can answer "I'm married" - "but where's you're ring" - "I'm European, it's on my right hand!". (What is it with guys that they need these signs of "being taken". Cant' they just take a woman's word for it?!)
The conversation lasted long enough already and I really need to go to not miss my morning meeting.
We shake hands and he gives me another compliment on my way, something like "your husband is a f'cking lucky guy!".
And I am a happy gal :D
-- By Elke
He is right - you do look like a hot European rockstar! - and your husband is a VERY lucky man! :)
Posted by: HeavenRiots | April 07, 2010 at 01:28 PM
Ah... too sweet! Thanks so much :) xoxo
Posted by: Elke Nominikat | April 07, 2010 at 01:30 PM