So the day started out really tiring and crappy but it got better and better as the day went along (by circumstances not under my control really). Lab went really well which was amazing since I don't get along with 1 of the members. But the main topic of this post is that I had one very hilarious incident (it was highly amusing to me) so I just have to post about that before I start studying.
It was really a cascade of events that set this up and so that's why I definitely see the fingerprint of God in this masterful plot ;). Here's how it all started:
I had a meeting scheduled from 12-1pm (our lunch break) but I got out of lab late (12:15 instead of 12pm) and couldn't find the guy anymore. I didn't pack my lunch because I had originally planned (plan A) to pop in and say hello to a girl who was here for her med school interview, so I decided to go back to plan A, now that the mandatory plan B, the meeting, was "cancelled".
I arrive at the Admissions office at 12:30. Just missed them AND the M2s took all the extra lunches (I had the Admissions coordinator order me a lunch since I had originally planned to get there on time). Alright, so I have to go get lunch. I decide to buy a lunch from Subway (in the lobby), when I see my small group leader, Anna. I chat with her a little bit and glimpse that she's eating this chicken salad thing. I ask her where she got it from cause I had never seen the box. She told me and the line wasn't too long (compared to Subway and I didn't have much time left cause class started at 1pm) so I ordered something to go. It was my first time eating from that place (it was like a deli/burger place) and it's set up fast-food style (cashier up front, you can see the workers in the back though). After I ordered something, they gave me my receipt with a number on it (#112) and I'm waiting on the side. As I'm waiting, my gaze drifts towards that window where you can see the sandwich guys. One of them is observing me and smiling. I smile back but I'm pretty sure that's not a "Hi, how are you doing" smile...my sixth sense tells me that this guy is hitting on me. I know...guys reading this probably don't think this is possible but girls can TOTALLY tell. So I'm looking pretending to look in the other direction...but I'm also observing him. Yep, he tells his coworkers about me cause I can see them walking by the window and looking. Ok, so by now, a couple of orders have already gone by (in fact, the numbers being called are up to #117)...so he mouths to me, "What do you have?". I mouth back "I'm #112". He looks for it, smiles and tells me, "I gotcha". At this point, I'm wondering what he's gonna do to my sandwich...make a heart out of it? The thought made me laugh (inwardly of course). I look back, he's still observing me as he makes my sandwich.
Finally, the lady hands me my order(which is good cause it's 10 till 1). The guy is looking at me as if he's expecting a reaction. So I look inside the bag, and on my to-go box, it says, "Enjoy!". I think to myself, "alright, that's not as forward as I thought it would be" so I turn around and tell him thank you and walk back to class.
Class is about to start and I sit down and open the box. What is inside? Well, my sandwich BUT there was also a phone # written on the inside with a black marker.
I just burst out laughing. I'm even laughing as I type this.
I tell my friends sitting around me and they suggest I call the dude. Um, heck no.
This event totally made my day though and lifted my spirits. No, not because I crave male attention or anything. Things like this NEVER happen to me so when they do, I find them SO amusing. Do they really expect to pick up a girl like that? Seriously? Are you FOR REAL? ROFL. I don't know a single thing about this guy and he gives me his phone #. Plus, he has NO idea who I am either...I could be a stalker, etc. It makes me wonder what's going through a guy's head when he does something like this...probably nothing that's really repeatable on this blog =P.
What were the chances of me eating at that place today during lunch? Even lower than zero. All those things had to happen for me to eat there (cause I didn't even know it existed). Thank You God for making me laugh and giving me joy today. I was actually going to skip small group tonight cause I felt so bad but apparently, God still wants me to go =P.
Hope this story is as amusing to you as it is to me! =D
Why not call him?
ReplyDeleteSeriously...what do you have to lose? People get together in all sorts of crazy ways...Steve met Miranda while he was tending bar, Harry was Charlotte's divorce lawyer, and I forget how Carrie met Mr. Big, but I'm sure it wasn't conventional. I know all sorts of couples who have gotten together in very bizarre and interesting ways and they're just as happy as couples who did the traditional friends first, DTR, blah blah blah route.
If I were you, I'd totally call him...adventures like this are what make life exciting and give you stories to tell your kids when you're older. I did some stuff when I was younger that probably wasn't always sensible and practical, and I'm still here alive and well (albeit with a somewhat sore mouth) to tell the tale...
Just use *67 when you call so he doesn't get your phone # on caller ID and you should be fine.
Maybe Coco Chanel was talking about your Monday when she said:
"And then, you never know, maybe that's the day she has a date with destiny."
I'm with Joe on this one.
ReplyDeleteI feel like I should agree with the boys on this, but since I totally trust your judgment (and know you wouldn't reject the sandwich guy just because he's the sandwich guy!), I will not encourage you to call him!
ReplyDeleteIt is amusing, though, and I wonder why more men aren't that aggressive here in the U.S.! I sometimes wonder what it would be like in Maya's shoes with the flirtatious men in Mexico.. it can definitely go overboard, but then again, a guy in the US won't even tell a girl she looks nice these days! I've only been honked at like twice and mildly hit on once since I've been married :-p Either they can see the ring, or they're just .. not that into me!