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Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Having and Not Having Guts
This afternoon, walking out of a bookstore, I was stopped by a man who I noticed had been eyeing me the entire time while I was browsing for a book.
Somewhat confused, I obliged to yield. Then he says he's from the "undercover Federal" whatever it was. He shows identification. It doesn't look legit. He's not bad looking, not my type, but I'm amused so I play along.
"You didn't pay for this," the man takes the book from my hands and start browsing through its pages.
"I borrowed the book from the Library." I tell the man. I point to the barcode on the book's cover: 'Toronto Public Library'. The man seemed to have ignored me as he continued to flip through the pages. I can see his embarrassment through his silence.
What is he going to do next? I was hoping he would write down his number on my bookmark. I almost thought he would. If he did, he was a definite callback. A gutsy guy is a definite callback.
But he doesn't do anything; and, I walk away disappointed.
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I have a date tonight with Supermodel. He's the most beautiful guy I've ever met. I'm not kidding. I'm so intimidated.
I hope I have the guts to actually kiss him this time around.
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