Something Weird And Interesting

Last night something very interesting and weird occurred. I don’t know when I’ll be publishing this, but today’s date is Sep 24, 2009. About 8:32 am.

As usual I went to a café to fish. I walked in and the place was packed. At the front desk there is this girl with who I often practice all my material on. She is about 5’ 7”, looks Hispanic, but has never talked to me in Spanish. If you ask me, she looks Brazilian. But not the black or white Brazilians, more of those indigenous people who eventually got mixed with the other races. A little on the skinny side, but a solid 8 after all. If she had some more curves, she would be a perfect 9.

By the time I got to be second in line, there was no one behind me. She noticed and looked at me to say “Hi”, but I didn’t look at her. Remember, “never give a girl what the wants”. She would be talking to the girl she was attending, but would glance at me quickly to see if I was looking at her. I wasn’t looking at her, I was looking at the girl in front of me. She did it about 3 times.

Then another guy walks in. I noticed even before getting in front of the counter where the girl was, he was looking at her directly, kind of expecting her to notice him and say “Hi”. She does, and the guy delivers this “Oh, hi!” with a big ass smile. She does the same, but not as big of a “Hi” and with less enthusiasm; of course, she is at work, and has to be nice with everyone there.

My turn comes. She says “Hi, how are you?” and I answered:

“I’m doing fine” With a serious face.

She bends into the display case and asks if I’m going to have the usual and I answered I was going to be having something else, something that’s on the other end of the display case.

She smiled because in the past, I practiced on her that “No, that one” technique/game I talked about in the Gustavo & Irene post, remember? When they get to the café and he makes the girl at the counter smile. Well, this is where that part of the story came from.

She walks to the other side of the counter, which is kind of big; about 10 feet. Smiling she takes out a bottle of water and asks if I’m going to have that one or if I’m going to change my mind.

With a serious face I say, “No, that one is fine” and then proceeded to ask “Do you feel like making a chicken sandwich?”

“No”, she answered and smiled.

Looking into her brown eyes I say “Well, that’s just too bad because I want a chicken sandwich” She smiles again and her eyes closed a little because she kind of laughed at my demand. Yeah, we are mean to each other, but that’s the way we always talk.

“Ok, but it is going to take a long time”, said in a serious, but playful way. “What kind of salad do you want?”

“I don’t want a salad”

“Well, it comes with a salad”

“You take the salad” Looking into her eyes.

She gives me this smile, but it wasn’t your average “you’re funny” smile, or the “I can’t believe you just said that” smile, it was more of a “aww, thanks” kind of smile. I hope you get what I’m talking about, if not, you need to get out there and make friends with girls.

All this happened with a smirk in my face. I paid and she gave the change back. I left for my seat and turned my computer on. I logged into the chat room and found Abaddon.

Que paso cabron? No te hagas pendejo, deja un pinche comment de vez en cuando, si bien que sigues mi blog.

We chatted a little bit. You know, your average chat room talk, well, kind of. We’ve known each other for years.

About 15 minutes went by and I got really hungry. Got up and went to the counter to see how my food was coming along. The girl notices me. Stops what she was doing. Leans over the counter towards me, puts her right hand almost to my face with two fingers up and says in a mean, but playful way

“It’s going to be ready in two minutes”

I don’t know why, or what took over me, but for some reason I grabbed her hand, but not in a wussy “your skin is so soft” kind of way. I did it firmly, I actually grabbed her wrist and not her hand, and pulled her a little towards me. She tried to fight back to free her hand, but she couldn’t. The tension was raising, but not “bad” tension. It was more like the tension you see at the movies when the guy is trying to kiss the girl and she fights back, but end up kissing passionately anyways.

No words were exchanged. Only looked into each other’s eyes the whole time. Then she tried to use her left hand, but I moved mine along with her right hand. We were like little kids who fight, but won’t really hurt each other. It was a really weird event.

I let go and went to my seat with the smirk always in my face.

About 10 minutes went by and I saw in the reflection of the glass doors that she was looking at me. I concluded my chicken sandwich was ready. But I wasn’t going to get up, so I pretended I didn’t see or hear her.

She leaned over the counter and stretched her arms trying to call for my attention. I was giving her my back because of the way I was seated, but I could see everything through the reflection of the doors.

I see she turns away and disappears, seconds later she comes with my order in her hands and gives me this karate chop in a playful way in my shoulder. She said something, but I didn’t really understand what it was since I had the headphones on.

Now, I don’t know what really happened, but I think it was something worth mentioning.

So that’s the story of this posts.

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Motorcycles And Sex Appeal (Friday Morning)

It was a normal morning. I had done everything and I was getting ready to go to work. I went down the stairs and ran into this girl in my building. I saw her in the eyes, and I said "Hi" without giving her much attention. I run into her at least 2 or 3 times a week in the morning.

She is not my type. She is a little older, I say about 40. But on the other hand, she seems to take good care of her appearance and her body. However, I like girls around my age, 22-27.

I was on my bike (again, i think this bike is making me more appealing to girls). And I was about to put the helmet on, when she came out (like she usually does I think she was heading to the laundry room, which is at the other end of the parking lot).

I saw her, but I didn't give her much attention. And suddently she comes right to me and says, "I think you look very sexy in that motorcycle" (in Spanish of course) and without waiting for me to say anything, she kept walking.

It took me by surprise. And as she was walking away I said, "Thanks".

I'm not into her at all. But it is always good when someone comes and tells you they think you're sexy. I know you girls (yes, I know girls are reading this) are used to guys approaching you just to tell you how pretty you are. But for us guys, this is something out of reality.

Now, there's another twist to the story. This girl lives in the same appartment as this other girl who looks like a lesbian (and I mean big time lesbian). I've heard rummors that they are together, but I never really paid much attention to them. And everytime I ran into this girl, I would say "hi" and that's just about all I would say to her because I would be in a hurry to leave for work.

I though the rummors were true because a couple of times I saw the two girls walking their dog or getting home from the grocery store. However, I never saw the two of them in any compromising position.

Who knows, maybe David DeAngelo is right about girly lesbian women and their "prewiring". That's more factible because in my own personal opinion I think that "bi sexual" trend is just a bunch of people with a very low self esteem and who are confused as hell. Even when they appear thoug (sp?) and very secure.

Once I kind of dated this girl who in front of others, looked very strong and sure about herself, but once we closed the doors and started talking, she would turn into the human equivalent of a lost kitten in the middle of a busy street. I'm not saying she was a lesbian, and she wasn't. All I'm saying there's girls who act one way in front of the world, but when no one is watching, they turn into the complete opposite.

I'm not trying to offend anyone, but if you're offended by what I just said, well, that's just too bad. It's your fault for reading my blog fucker. ha ha ha.

Motorcycles And Sex Appeal (Thrusday Night)

So back to the hot girl and motorcycle stories.

It all began last Thrusday night. I was leaving the gym and was getting my stuff ready to go back home. I got all things packed and got on my motorcycle but I hadn't put on my helmet, and suddently I see this girl walking and looking at my direction.

I had seen her before at the gym, very good looking. Looks white, her brown hair to the shoulders, about 5'2" or 5' 3". I say about 120 lbs.

The idea of talking to her had never crossed my mind because everytime I've seen her in the gym she was with a personal trainer. So I didn't even botter to think of a possible "situation" with her.

She was about 15 feet away from me, and thanks to my wonderful eyes, I couldn't distinghish clearly her eyes. So, just for the fun of practicing, I raised my eyebrowns and to my surprise, she smiled at me. But then turned quickly to the ground and basically all her body language changed, but she kept walking my way. You could clearly see she was nervous, I don't know why.

Maybe she though I was a "rapist" like dreammerhippie says, or maybe she was nervous because I'm just too sexy in my motorcycle, or maybe because she had never run into a guy, she didn't know, who looked at her from the distance and raised his eyebrowns in a friendly manner.

As I said before, her body language changed, as she kept getting closer, her steps became faster, but at the same time, shorter. She put her shoulders to the front, you know, she wasn't walking straight anymore. And she walked looking into the ground. And I was just looking at her. I don't know why, but I got the feeling she kind of wanted to look at me, but she didn't.

She was walking almost in front of me when another motorcycle came and tried to park, but she was blocking the way. The bike's motor didn't really make a lot of noise. So when she finally noticed what was going on, she kind of jump up. Kind of funny, so I just smiled.

She kept walking to her car, one of those new "beatles" you know, those cars for girls, with the bright flower in the dashboard and stuff. The car was in front, but to the side of my bike, about 15 feet or so away.

During all this, I was on my bike, but I hadn't turned it on at all. So she got to her car, and that's when I decided to give her a little taste of "motorcycle power". I normally pull the throutle(sp?) a little when I turn the bike on, but this time, I pulled it all the way.

The alarm in the truck next to me went off as well as the alarm in the girl's car. By this time I had put on my helmet, and nobody could see I was smiling.

The girl quickly took out the key for the car and turned off the alarm without looking at me.

I took off, but I was still inside the parking lot. And when I was passing in front of her car, I quickly made the change from 1st to 2nd gear, making the tires "squieak?" Anyways, you know, that laud noise, and the motor also sounded lauder. And the alarm in the car next to her went off as well.

I didn't know why (and I still dont know) but I was happy. Kind of fucked up, eh?

I guess I was very happy because for years I had been wanting to do just that, and just had the opportunity. In past I had some opportunities, but back then I had my gay scooter, and it didn't make any car's alarm go off.

Well, that incident occured Thrusday night. But the next morning things would get even more "weird".

...To be continued.