The year was 2006. Spring. There I was sitting at home one night blogging on a popular site where everyone has a page. I decided to be fun and random with my writings of my days and things I thought about. I had another site where I wrote about things more personal. I wrote mainly to make myself laugh and maybe my friends. I have been told I have a way with words.
I been told I just have a way.
She was lonely, depressed, and mostly horny. She tried to take her friends advice about getting back out there in to the dating pool. She signed up for 3 personal sites that night, but she came back to her page on that popular site. She thought she would look up anyone close and see if the pickings were slim. She looked over many. Reading their blogs and finding them to be so two dimensional, no life in the writing, and no heart. She fought her self, but after a night many nights alone she wanted to get laid. So she read and looked. She finally found one. She read his blogs, all witty and charming. Making her laugh out loud to the point she wanted to call her friend and tell her to read what this guy writes. Then it hit her. I will send this man a message, she tried to look at his photo, it really didn't show his face or his eye. Those are what she really wanted to see. Those eyes.
She sent him a email. It said:
So I was wandering aimlessly in the world of "popular website" and browsing around looking at pages that I am sure I really have no right to be looking at (although-if people don't want complete strangers looking at their site they would set it to private-so I figure public profiles are fair game to anyone that is bored (desperate?)enough to be looking into other peoples lives) and came across -that one guy. (aka-you). I saw you worked at Wal-Mart and wondered why I have never seen you before since Wal-Mart seems to be the primary place to shop in this small area. Anyway... since it was midnight and insomnia was keeping me awake I decided to read your blogs out of lack of anything better to do. I must say that it has been a long time since I have laughed so hard then at the randomness of what you write.
It made my night just a little bit better (although I am still wide awake so you were no help in the insomnia aspect but you can't win them all).
Thats it-just a random email from a random stranger.
He was happy to see a complete stranger enjoy what he has written and something compelled him to write back. This is what he said:
Thank you very much for your comment.
I work in the back unloading the trucks at Wal-Mart. I noticed that you are from a town not too far away. I go there once a week to play cards...aka...geek out.
This might explain why you haven't seen me there?
Or vise-versa..
Anyway, I am glad I made you laugh.
Add me as a friend if you want. I would like it..
You seem pretty nice. That's the way I see it, because you were being very flattering to my ego!
Later,
Barry.
(My name is Barry, nice to meet you!!)
They exchanged many emails such as this.
From Her:
I work in around that area at a home for the handicapped so I frequent the Wal-Mart there often there. So if you one day see me shopping and think-hey I know her from somewhere but can't quite put my finger on it....
Nice to meet you too Barry.
From him:
Would you like me to say hi?
I don't know how awkward that would be...
I just might though.
Have a good day.
Barry.
This went on for about week. Till he asked her out. Now he thought we was taking this beautiful woman to a movie. She had other ideas. He wanted a nice night out and for it to end with nothing but a hug or even a kiss. She wanted a nice hard fuck. She wanted to actually see him though. She wanted to at least know that he was fuck worthy, if the chemistry was there. So, she suggested instead rent movies and getting a pizza. She knew that she was taking a risk having him come to her place, but she had a feeling that everything would turn out just the way that she was hoping they would. They finally found a day that the two of them could meet. Both were nervous about what was to come, both for different reasons. She paced the apartment waiting for him to arrive. The time came and went that he was supposed to be there. Finally, twenty minutes after he was supposed to be there, he calls. He is lost. She laughs as she gives him directions as her place is quite easy to find (although he didn't agree).
He FINALLY get there and he politely knocks at the door. He waits with flowers he just bought, it was the real reason he was late. She opens the door. Their eyes meet. She smiles. He smiles back nervously. His heart melts as he hands her the flowers and she invites him in. He looks to see how clean her apartment is, and she notices.
"I have been cleaning all day." She tells him as she shuts the door and thanks him for the flowers.
They sat down and talked for a few minutes, about what the plan was for the evening. She suggests they go and rent a few movies from the video store around the corner. He tells her he will drive. They get into his car and go. He tries to make small talk as they get out of his car and walk into the video store. He opens her car door for her and the door for . She isn't too impressed, but she has never had anyone do that for her before. They walk around and see a few movies. The pick out the one with Will Ferrell and the one with Matt Damon and Leonardo Di Caprio. They watched the Will Ferrell one first when they got back to her apartment. She laughed at him when he hit the curb when they pulled in. He doesn't lie and tells her he is really nervous. She looks at him and thinks its cute.
They order pizza and like a gentleman orders and pays for it. They sit and eat as she hands him a paper plate and some paper towels. They watch and they eat. They are both nervous and try to make conversation. As, she puts in the next movie she sits in front of the TV and changes the dvd to the next and asks him,
"What are you looking for?"
He has always been the one asking that question. It a first for him. He hides his feelings as not to scare her away and tells her sort of anyway,
"I am looking for a relationship."
She looks up, and breaks it to him,
"I am not looking for a relationship, because I just got divorced."
Now thinking the answer he always gives is coming back to him now. Not a good sign he thinks. He has never experienced the whole "love at first sight" till this very night and with the woman who isn't looking for a relationship.
He laughs nervously and tells her,
"I will take what I can get."