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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Dear Handsome Resident I See Coming In To Work Two and Sometimes As Often As Four Days A Week,

Hi! How are you? Can we talk about "us?"

Here's the thing. You're handsome! I likee. Why aren't we together yet? Please don't try and tell me that you're still put off about that time I tripped going up the stairs when I was behind you, and I consequently spilled coffee all over myself but NOT ON YOU- I was SO good about that. I mean, I thought that whole thing was going to be just a funny anecdote that we could tell our great-grandchildren, you know?

Now wait just a darn minute. Surely you're not still resentful about the time I was so flustered by your mere presence behind me that I pulled really hard on the "push" door and refused to acknowledge my mistake because I didn't want to look stupid in front of you so instead I just PUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLEDDDDD even harder and nearly took the door off before I decided I'd held up everyone behind us for long enough and pushed it, scooting inside and into the freight elevator as fast as I could. That can't be it.

Maybe, are you maybe denying your true feelings for me because of the time that I saw someone trip as we were both walking past security and I laughed, prettily, just a wee bit, and then playfully got coffee down the wrong pipe and choked for a minute, as you resisted the urge to stare into my eyes and instead you darted up the stairs as opposed to taking the elevator with me?

Tell me, my love. Tell me what is keeping you from adoring me out loud. I know we're just moments away from true happinesss...

Love always,
Me

posted by A Lover and a Fighter at 8:40 AM -

1 Comments:

At 11:30 AM, Maxine Dangerous said…

Reminds me very much of a favorite Far Side cartoon ... the Midvale School for the Gifted one where the supposedly-gifted child is puuuuuuuuuushing on the pull door. Hilarious! :)