First Impressions

One of my neighbor's asked me out a few weeks back. He asked for my number, but I was late for work, so I told him that I would give it to him later, and I honestly meant that. As I returned from work, he came walking towards me in so much biker gear that I didn't even realize it was him. I guess he takes that protection thing seriously. I invited him over and he took a quick look around my loft. I had assumed he had a loft as well since he was next door, but I was wrong. He invited me to come see his massive two bedroom. I was drooling over all his space and noticed how clean and organized he was. I said, "You're military, aren't you?" He said, "Well, yeah, I used to be." As we talked further, I said, "Are you a Virgo by any chance," and I so clearly know maybe like 5-6 of the zodiac signs. He paused and bowed his head, "Yeah, how'd you know?"

I'm getting good, baby.


Blogger PB said...

Aren't you the little minx, tho? Where did you ever come up with that line? "What's your sign." It's so retro, so chic. (-:

Glad you're making friends with the natives. Are you going to say yes if he asks you if you want a ride?

6:48 PM  
Blogger Jeni said...

I never asked him his sign. I pegged it. That's much more difficult if you ask me.

He did ask me for a ride. I kind of squirmed though. I have issues with being forced to touch other people. Only certain folks get that privilege. Though he is an instructor, so, I assume that I'd live through the experience. I think he might stunt though. So, who knows!

4:22 PM  

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