I am stupid
Instead of kicking the wall, I am using this blog entry as an outlet for my frustration. I am extremely pissed at myself right now. I just let a glorious opportunity, presented on a silver platter, slip away. I just got back from going to a Thai place alone for lunch. As soon as I walked in the door, I was struck by an attractive strawberry blonde in a green dressed sitting by herself. She was tall, elegant, and had a magnetic quality about her that kept me riveted to her. Even after being seated immediately behind her, I couldn't stop glancing at her and at her reflection in the mirror beside us. I could have sworn she kept glancing back at me as well. The entire meal my heart was beating much faster than normal.
She was reading the newspaper waiting for her meal. She spent about half the time chatting softly on her cell phone. I had a strong urge to sit down opposite her and ask if she would mind if I joined her for lunch. I talked myself out of it, thinking that she would think I was some sort of creep.
In the end, she was the one who approached me. After I paid for my meal, I was walking out of the restaurant past her table when she stopped me and introduced herself. She told me that I looked so familiar to her. She was even more attractive when she made eye contact and smiled. We had a brief conversation about where we could have met before. It turns out that she just moved to Toronto from Vancouver herself. We couldn't figure out where our paths might have crossed. We may never have actually met before. But there was electricity in the air in that Thai restaurant today. She got up to go pay for her meal and we said "goodbye it was nice meeting you." All I know is that her name is MacKenzie, she is working for the Toronto film festival at the moment, and she doesn't normally eat in that restaurant. Her accent was either English or Australian. I would have guessed English for sure except for the fact that she sounded a lot like Nenagh (of St. John's College fame).
As I walked down the street, head spinning and heart pounding from my encounter, I started swearing out loud. In that moment I was indistinguisible from a street crazy ranting madly to himself. A mother even pushed her baby carriage away from me. What is wrong with me? This is not the first time I've spat Opportunity in the face. Her patience must be running thin.
She was reading the newspaper waiting for her meal. She spent about half the time chatting softly on her cell phone. I had a strong urge to sit down opposite her and ask if she would mind if I joined her for lunch. I talked myself out of it, thinking that she would think I was some sort of creep.
In the end, she was the one who approached me. After I paid for my meal, I was walking out of the restaurant past her table when she stopped me and introduced herself. She told me that I looked so familiar to her. She was even more attractive when she made eye contact and smiled. We had a brief conversation about where we could have met before. It turns out that she just moved to Toronto from Vancouver herself. We couldn't figure out where our paths might have crossed. We may never have actually met before. But there was electricity in the air in that Thai restaurant today. She got up to go pay for her meal and we said "goodbye it was nice meeting you." All I know is that her name is MacKenzie, she is working for the Toronto film festival at the moment, and she doesn't normally eat in that restaurant. Her accent was either English or Australian. I would have guessed English for sure except for the fact that she sounded a lot like Nenagh (of St. John's College fame).
As I walked down the street, head spinning and heart pounding from my encounter, I started swearing out loud. In that moment I was indistinguisible from a street crazy ranting madly to himself. A mother even pushed her baby carriage away from me. What is wrong with me? This is not the first time I've spat Opportunity in the face. Her patience must be running thin.
Doh! I'd hit every TIFF venue looking for her!
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Betcha anything you run into her again in the next few weeks or months. And then...
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