65 degrees is not really cold but the whole family had the flu and I was warding the illness off by wearing a jacket with long pants. Just needed a sandwich from Subway. Not too complicated. Even knew what my wife wanted, grilled chicken with chipotle sauce.
Three smokers outside the bar next door told me it couldn’t be too cold. I went into Subway and quickly noted there was virtually no one in the store. Well there was one person. As I looked towards the counter there was one perfectly dressed young lady who seemed to be staring at me. I tried to act like I was looking away but i couldn’t help myself from noticing everything luscious about her. Soft brown hair, cascading down her shoulders, short skirt mid-thigh, shiny black boots, a hint of lip stick and no wedding ring. And yet she continued looking my way as I walked towards the counter.
It was inevitable, our eyes met and locked. Locked until she started surveying me. Actually I was almost embarrassed. I wanted to look away but the momentary passion kept my eyes glued on hers as she studied me. Finally, I realized she was starting to look me over f rom top to bottom.
In a panic, I wondered, is it my fly open, or did I even wear pants but then I found my answer. As her eyes lowered and then stopped, I too looked down. I was wearing my winter pajamas. Our eyes were not locked anymore. I took what was left of my pride and left the store without ordering. Hopefully, I don’t show up on Facebook.