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Cheese Enchiladas
Jan. 16th, 2007 11:43 pmTonight at dinner we were at a mostly deserted restaurant. the cold was keeping people indoors, and our wonderful ability to not get off our duffs and go eat meant any little crowd there was tonight had already come and gone.
We were served by a cute little cubbish guy who I was wondering was hitting on us a little bit. I think it was wishful thinking. since he had few other customer's to deal with, he chatted with us for a bit, telling us he was saving for a car and all. We, trying to see if he was just friendly and talkative, or actually scoping us out, managed to ask him where he hangs out.
One of the places he mentioned was this sports bar that is on our same block as our home. We did not make note of this to him. The sport's bar's pretty darn average though often pretty crowded. When he mentioned it, I though...yep, the boy is straight. Still, the guy was hovering around us, and even apologized for it. No need to apologize, I thought. He made for nice eye candy while we ate.
He did end up asking where we hung out, and we mentioned something about places closer to downtown, including the Snookies on Oak Lawn (this is a mixed bar, so we weren't giving away much). We didn't just come right out and say that we frequent the Eagle, TMC or anything. When the guy talks about Sterling's, the local sports bar, you don't immediately talk about Leather and Levi's night. It's one of those things were you stop short because you don't want to have to answer "so what's that place like?" to a complete stranger.
Still, we kept having that odd feeling. Perhaps a little more than just wishful thinking to find another cute guy who's at least into the things you are (like chugging cock, I guess). As I was signing the check I flipped it over and placed it in the tray, I quickly wrote a little "Woof!" on the back of the bill. Of course it's cliche', but if you want people who might only have the slightest inkling to get what you mean, the cliche' is the surest way to go. I guess we won't likely know if he actually got the message. It's not as if we eat their regularly, we just went there because our first choice was closed.
Perhaps we should have asked if he needed a ride home from work.
We were served by a cute little cubbish guy who I was wondering was hitting on us a little bit. I think it was wishful thinking. since he had few other customer's to deal with, he chatted with us for a bit, telling us he was saving for a car and all. We, trying to see if he was just friendly and talkative, or actually scoping us out, managed to ask him where he hangs out.
One of the places he mentioned was this sports bar that is on our same block as our home. We did not make note of this to him. The sport's bar's pretty darn average though often pretty crowded. When he mentioned it, I though...yep, the boy is straight. Still, the guy was hovering around us, and even apologized for it. No need to apologize, I thought. He made for nice eye candy while we ate.
He did end up asking where we hung out, and we mentioned something about places closer to downtown, including the Snookies on Oak Lawn (this is a mixed bar, so we weren't giving away much). We didn't just come right out and say that we frequent the Eagle, TMC or anything. When the guy talks about Sterling's, the local sports bar, you don't immediately talk about Leather and Levi's night. It's one of those things were you stop short because you don't want to have to answer "so what's that place like?" to a complete stranger.
Still, we kept having that odd feeling. Perhaps a little more than just wishful thinking to find another cute guy who's at least into the things you are (like chugging cock, I guess). As I was signing the check I flipped it over and placed it in the tray, I quickly wrote a little "Woof!" on the back of the bill. Of course it's cliche', but if you want people who might only have the slightest inkling to get what you mean, the cliche' is the surest way to go. I guess we won't likely know if he actually got the message. It's not as if we eat their regularly, we just went there because our first choice was closed.
Perhaps we should have asked if he needed a ride home from work.
