Okay, so there's this guy on the bus in the mornings - weekday mornings. If I ride the early one (which means I didn't eat breakfast at home, but am eating at work), I see him. He's tall and thick, has the most gorgeous baby face I've ever seen, the chocolatiest chocolate brown eyes (which look gentle and kind), and looks like a huge teddy bear. The first time I saw him, couldn't take my eyes off him. He wears an iPod shuffle, like me, but different color, and stares straight ahead. One time he sat across from me - facing me, and I was so fidgety it got on MY nerves.
Anyway, we spoke for the first time the other day. He came up to the busstop, the bus had just left, and I said (very intelligently) "You just missed it." (I was waiting for a ride, but regretted that as soon as I saw him walking up.) He said, "Yeah, I know. I missed it twice back there." (Motioning to the other busstop a block back.) And....that was it.
His voice is deeper than I'd have thought. But I would LOVE to hear it again.
I tried. Really I did. I tried to talk more to him. Loads of questions, like why does he go to the Apple store at 7 am when the mall doesn't open till 10? And how is it that he's lucky enough to work M-F with weekends off? How old is he? (I swear he's only 15.)(Okay, maybe 20. But that face...he can't possibly be over 25.) Does he receive commission at the Apple store? (If so, I'd totally buy my MacBook from him when I buy one.) Can I just...have a hug? A nice long one? Please Mr. Baby-Face Teddy Bear?
**sigh**
Oh, yeah, and I bought a digital camera today. I've finally joined the digital photography age.
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