Friday night I went to the Orioles game with my dad and sister. There was a cute guy about my age sitting by himself next to my dad. Dad started chatting him up and he was in town on business, leaving the next day. Dad invited him out with us after the game and ::swoon:: he was so nice, and cute, with the accent and everything. We dropped him off at his hotel and he gave my dad his business card and winked at me.
And I'll never see him again. It figures that I meet a nice, cute guy and he lives in another freaking country!
my friend randomly met a guy from Australia while snowboarding. He gave her his business card, they texted some, and then he invited her to visit him over spring break (she's a teacher too). He paid for her flight and everything! He really likes her. and he's super cute!
I just said it was nice meeting him, hope he enjoyed Baltimore and had a safe trip home. He said he did enjoy it, the games was the highlight of his trip, he didn't get any crabs before he left, so he'll have to save that for next time, and asked me about a new car (I had mentioned wanting one).
Post by mypunkinpie on May 31, 2012 14:12:44 GMT -5
I feel the need to tell you this is pretty much how I met the best lay of my entire life. He was an airline attendant and had frequent LAYovers (Yes, I'm 12) in my town. He was an incredibly hot Brazilian lover that I enjoyed for years. Sigh. Good luck!