November 3, 2008

Fuzzy bar memories

I saw a man on the bus today that looked so incredibly familiar. For the life of me, I just couldn't place him. And then it hit. I'm pretty sure we had some kind of encounter at a bar, on some random night, within the past 10 years. I thought about approaching him, but can you imagine that conversation? "Hey, random guy. We might have met at bar sometime in the last decade. I don't know what I said, how drunk I was, nor do I remember how the night ended, but how 'bout that number again?"

1 comment:

Penny Lane said...

Hey! It's D. Bummer I missed you last weekend! Definitely next time, though.

Was this guy the funny young one who sent you drunk texts all night a few months ago? Because that guy was awesome. Even if he couldn't navigate the Metro.