What’s a boy in “glances” supposed to do…
I still say there needs to be a cruising protocol. It needs different applications for different arenas, but we need rules and guidelines to follow.
I’ve played “eye and smile” tag with someone around the building for months now. I’m pretty sure he works in a completely different area from me as I only see him in the cafeteria or the Starbucks, but it’s clear there’s a mutual “i think you’re cute” going on. This morning it was in the Starbucks, he was a few spots ahead of me in line, but he was with co-workers, so it’s not like I could do much about it. Plus the service got slow right after he ordered his drink, so there was no way I was going to be waiting alongside him for our respective coffees. There wasn’t even a good opening to slip him a calling card, which is just as well since I didn’t have any on me. Oh well, maybe I’ll spot him around again.*
In other news, my co-worker Betsy’s husband thinks I look like Darius Rucker… Hootie**. We are not amused.
* Yes, of course I did what any man would do in this instance. I left a craigslist missed connection ad.
** Upon further research, Darius Rucker does not and never has gone by the nickname Hootie–my bad.