After a long day staring at two computer screens in front of me, I consider it a blessing that my eyesight hasn't been spared, yet, except of course if you consider my pre-office life nearsightedness. It is amusing to see the city, especially at night with all the cars and the traffic, their dizzying headlights and nauseating fumes and other passengers from other vehicles. It makes me curious if what I'm doing inside the vessel I'm in is acceptable if I see other people from other vehicles doing the same. Most of the time, they're just snobs.
Tonight it was different. I was staring out into a black Honda Civic when its driver, a yuppie a few years older than me, also looked and stared at me so fast he caught me. So I just smiled and nodded my head to just play it cool. He did the same, only that he said 'hello' (I know he was some 10-15 feet away but according to my lipreading skills, that's what he said). Soon the traffic moved forward and I lost his view. I continued my treat of looking out of the window. Almost at my stop, and already concluding what other solutions could be done to help this country develop further (LOL), I saw the same car again this time with the driver's seat windows down with the driver's head sticking out. I saw his lips pouting and pointing forward. I went down on the next stop because I knew what he meant.
His name's Andrew and like a bored city-dweller on the road like me, he was just up for some random tricks tonight. I know it sounds a bit risky to ride a stranger's car especially when you just knew him in this kind of way -- but let's say I was also feeling adventurous tonight. Plus for a decent-looking dude in a decent car, then HE IS DECENT, yes?
"Where do you live? I can drop you over at your place." "Well I live at ****..." "Cool! We live in the same village. I'm kinda starving.. you hungry?" "I am.. and I think I know where this conversation is going, but I can't.. my parents' wedding anniversary today so we have a small family dinner at home.." "I see.. uhm, I could get hungry tomorrow this time too..."
Before he finished his sentence, I already cut him to say that I might get hungry like him too and agreed to have dinner some place inside our village. I didn't even ask him where he worked, or what he does. Maybe that's what we'll talk about tomorrow. So we just exchanged numbers and tomorrow we're meeting at the dinner place. He's cute, and like me (for now) he's a bit stocky -- probably because of the Holidays.
ps. Yes, I'm a bit flabby now because I don't have much time to exercise or work out because work is draining me out. And my tummy was in the mood to take in a lot of excess during the Holidays. What can I say, no one serves ordinary meals during the Holidays!
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