You’re a beautiful young blonde with soft sexy brown eyes. You often come to the eateries at Scotia Square (though not nearly enough for me) and sit alone, eating your bag of vegetables. You wear no rings, but are always impeccably dressed, often in a cute little black dress I would love to see on the back of my door. I have so often wanted to come and share lunch with you, to get to know you, to find out why you sometimes look sad and lonely. You’ve looked over at me a few times, but I am older and I’m sure not even in your gaze. I just wanted to thank you for brightening up so many lunchtimes for me. —A Guy Too Timid for his Own Good I Guess
This article appears in Oct 6-12, 2011.
CREEPER ALERT!!!
Maybe if you said hello, she wouldn’t be so sad and lonely.