It started as a typical week day for me. My alarm clock woke me from my slumber with some smooth jazz. I got dressed, brushed my teeth and hair but decided there was no need for make-up or any other beauty enhancements. I grabbed a blueberry cereal bar, slugged down an icy cold glass of milk and was out the door. I dropped Laura off at work at about 8:30AM and as I pulled out of the parking lot, I noticed the gas gauge. The car was literally running on fumes. Thankfully there is a Holiday Gas Station one block from Laura's work place.
This is where an innocent trip to the gas station, gets interesting...
I got out of my car and started pumping gas. Have you ever had that feeling like someone is watching you? I started looking around the crowded gas station parking lot. HMMM, maybe I'm just a little off today. Just as I put the gas hose back in it's holder, there it was. Someone was staring at me. It was a very handsome gentleman around my age. He smiled and waved at me. He was sitting high up in a very nice "all- boy" kind of truck. I thought to myself, "Is he looking at me or is it the person at the gas pump behind me." I came up with many scenarios of what else he could be looking at besides me. Then I started worrying that if he was looking at me, it was because I did something wrong, like cut him off in this small parking lot, or perhaps, took the gas pump he was going for. I started making my way to the front door of the Holiday Station. Before paying the attendant, I took a little detour to the ladies room. I guess I had too much milk for breakfast. Walking out of the bathroom and down the canned goods isle, I nearly bumped right into him. It was the man that may or may not have been staring at me. He looked at me and gave me a really warm smile and kind hello. I reciprocated but continued walking towards the front of the store to pay the cashier. Now my mind was racing and asking many questions, like, "wasn't he on his way out of the parking lot?" "Is this a coincidence that he came back in the store and down the same aisle?" "Maybe he forgot to buy something the first time." I was now at the front paying for my gas and he appeared once again. He waved and flashed those pearly whites at me and was out the door. "Don't look out the door Linda, you'll look like a freak" I thought to myself, but I couldn't help it. I tried to be discreet as I peeked around the door. To my embarrassment, he had turned around as he walked to his truck to see if I would look. He waved and smiled. I said my goodbyes to the cashier and knew I had to go out to my car sometime. I rushed to my car, put the key in the ignition and looked around. He was now parked even closer to my car and gave me another smile and wave. He gave me a finger point to show me which way he was heading. I waited for him to pull out and then made my escape in the opposite direction. I was talking and laughing out loud on my way home, realizing I had been flirted with, at a gas station. I actually think he believed I may follow him to his destination. Maybe he was thinking of meeting up at a safe place like Caribou Coffe, unless he was an axe murderer and hoping I'd follow him to his isolated cabin. I prefer to think this handsome gentleman only had the best of intentions. A woman can dream can't she? No matter what this guy was all about, I have a great story to share and I must say, it felt really good having a man go to so much trouble to make sure I noticed he was flirting with me.
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