He was hot.
I could tell he liked me, he barely made eye contact with me, but he struck up this intimate conversation, he wanted to know everything about me, and had a witty way about him, before you knew it I had put down my magazine. I spilled my guts and the conversation got very personal very quick.
Don't get me wrong I am happily married to the Droid and I don't go running around hap hazzardly flinging myself on men, it's hard to contain this level of hotness on a daily basis but I do my best. This guy was just so damn smooth.
Next thing I knew there he was looking me dead in the eyes, holding my hand, inches from my face. Can you say "awkward?"
It didn't go any further than that. However I did give him my name and phone number, I also agreed to see him again in a couple weeks.
The only thing that pisses me off about the entire thing was the co-pay. I mean that just cheapens the relationship don't you think? I couldn't figure out if I should call the girl who took my check his receptionist or a pimp? I told Droid about it and he said next time I should go ahead and make him strip for me, so I get my money's worth.
This is totally why our marriage works.