The chances of you finding this are as equivalent toâŚsomething poetically witty that I canât craft right now. Just a note: writing this for the entire internet to see and really, specifically, to an anonymous human is quite challenging.
I must confess that Iâve thought about you for the past 6 days at varying levels of intrigue. I know 3, maybe 4 things about you:
1. Where you were for a period of time on Sunday evening.
2. Your name.
3. And youâre bold enough to drop your number by my arm like itâs my tab (yes, I said âthank youâ like an idiot) and bolt.
4. You may have ordered a Hammâs right after I did⌠(Fact? Fiction?)
Regarding fact 3-letâs be honest, did you run or are you a super fast walker? You are an unfortunate blur.
I guess you could say I know one other thing-your number didnât work. I know this because I tried it; I wanted you to know that while I appreciate the number drop, I canât be your âfriendâ. Iâm actually married and I feel really guilty that I wasnât wearing my ring. And the icing of the situation: my wife is about to pop with our baby.
So, considering you know what I look like and really what I know gets me no where, I didnât want to unknowingly cross paths and for you to think I was just another asshole. Perhaps thatâs selfish. I just know that I would rather know if the situation was reversed.
Sorry either way. Just tell me I owe you a Hammâs if you ever see me for my deception.
