We went out for a work-thing to say goodbye to a few co-workers tonight. The place of choice was karaoke, because one of the girls is, in my opinion, a wannabe-American-Idol-though-past-her-prime. It's too bad, really, because she's got some great pipes.
The funny thing was, that when she started singing some Mariah Carey, the receptionist joined in as sort of a back-up singer. Ironically, her chops were good, but her stage presence outshined the other girl. All in all, though, they made an excellent duet.
As the night rolled on so did the appetizers and drinks. I usually get my one song on, but I had decided that tonight would be a two-drink maximum. Since I've been quit smoking for the last almost-month now, I find it easier to control my drinking habits.
Anyway, a funny little thing happened tonight. I caught PG checking me out a few times. You know, when you decide to look at someone and you catch their eyes moving away from you right at that moment? Well, she was definitely doing it. More than once. And I know this because I get caught all the freakin' time. Oddly enough, she never catches me scoping her out, though.
These days I still find myself attracted to her. I still don't know why, but there's a little part of me that has a big crush on the girl.
(Sigh.)
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The life of a (single) man in NYC
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
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