Remnants of the first "date" I've had in awhile. This WASTED guy plops down next to me at the bus stop. Asks "How are you? I say" Fine?" He proceeds to open up a to go food container and devour a burger. He looks over at my bag of food. I think he wants my food. He reaches over and drops his utensil packet from his dinner on my bag and staggers away. I think it was the best date I've had in years. I wonder what his name is. Does his left eye wander so when he is sober? I can dream can't I?
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