We’ll meet again
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But I know
We’ll meet again
Some sunny day
Last night I went to the mall to pick up a birthday gift for a girlfriend. I stopped by PF Chang’s for a glass of wine and lettuce wraps (I love their lettuce wraps). I prefer to sit at the bar because the bartenders are friendly, I can watch TV and usually chat with someone interesting. I sashay into the bar and notice: two women, a couple and a guy sitting by himself. Cute guy, age appropriate, directly in front of the TV…hmmm. As you can probably tell, I’m not shy. I go over and plop next to him. No buffer chair – next to him. I ask him if the seat is taken, nope.
I order my wine and lettuce wraps, check my phone, sign my birthday card and generally mind my own business. I couldn’t decide if he would be a snob if I approached him. Then he gets hot tea in the cool teapot. He tells the bartender how much he loves their tea. I say that it’s probably because of the cool teapot – he laughs and agrees. We end up chatting for about 20-30 minutes. He’s an educator and interestingly enough one of the courses he teaches is a mandatory divorce class for parents and kids.
We discuss how we each handled our divorces and kids. Chat about watches, shopping (I show him the gift I got my girlfriend). He’s seeking gift ideas for a woman whose birthday is Friday. We have a grand old time. Meanwhile my girlfriend is texting me on my ETA, so it’s time for me to go. I hand him my business card and tell him that if he has any friends, I would love to meet them and if he needs help shopping, to give me a call. Then I sashay back out into the night….will he call???