Wednesday, September 23, 2009
We all have fantasies. Mine, as a straight woman, is to have a girl fall head over heals in love with me.
Rewind back to the end of last month (August) – I walk into Bistro 33 (Sacramento) and ask a guy if the seat next to him is taken. He tells me to sit, his date is really late. I name him Tom, short for Tomato. When his date arrives, Cherry, as in Cherry Tomato, he introduces us. After some cocktail talking I give him my number, he tells me he’ll call the next time he visits Santa Barbara, I get Cherry’s number and I tell her that I’ll call her next week so that we can meet for a drink as she drives through Santa Barbara in route to LA.
I never called Cherry Tomato, forgot all about her until last week when I found myself back in town. I couldn't remember her real name so I went through my phone and found a listing for Laurel...was that her?
Text to Laurel: Hi, it’s Cyn. We met at Bistro 33…I’m in town and going out with the girls, you want to join us?
Laurel: Okay, I’m confused, who are you and what is Bistro 33?
Turns out I had the wrong listing…I search my numbers and try again…
Text to Cherry: Hi, it’s Cyn. We met at Bistro 33…I’m in town and going out with the girls, you want to join us?
Bingo. Yes, Cherry would join us for a girl’s night.
Text to Cherry: Meet us at Faces, we will be there at 11:30pm
Cherry: If I go there, will I find you?
Cyn: FoSho
Cherry: I’m at the front door
And so we met up. We laughed when we saw each other; we were both dressed in similar black tops, headed straight for the bar and began to talk as old friends do when they’ve not seen each other for a while. “Cool Girl” I’m thinking…”we could be friends” and as quick as I said it to myself I heard…
Cherry: “…wasn’t sure, we were both hitting on you hard trying to figure out who you were interested in…and then with your ex-boyfriend around…” blah, blah, blah –
I was hit with a whirlwind of fantasy intoxication. Next thing I know the beautiful red head is telling my friends that she is in love with me before kissing my cheek good-bye.
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