I can't believe this!!!

Sooo... I finally have someone to talk to. This is such a big deal to me, because I rarely get a good conversation from a guy. I was really excited to tell you guys of this good news, but it got trumped by something just a bit more devastating. Have you ever been so deep into a conversation that you only pay attention to things that you were intending on doing? If you don't know what I mean then let me explain.

I work in a hospital and we have a gift shop. They usually have some kind of promotion to get you in and spend all of your money. I had to stop myself from going in there, because everything looks nice when it's on sale. Anyhoo... On Monday, of this week, I was walking past the shop and saw that they had scarfs on sale. Living in Chicago you never know when the weather will change and since it had been fore casted that we will have continuous rain, I decided to get one. I went in to see what they had in stock. I decided to get this gorgeous pink and black scarf for $5 (a deal), but I had left my rewards card that I normally have on my I.D. This had to be the beginning of fate.

I told the employee to hold it and I would be right back. I'm never coming "right back" to anything when I'm at work. As I was leaving for the day, I stopped at the ER entrance and something kept saying "go out the other way". Thank goodness I listened, because it reminded me that I needed to go back to the gift shop and get my items (I got a candle warmer also). While in the gift shop, I still couldn't find my rewards cards, so the cashier offered me another one. While I was running off at the mouf (say it just like that) with the other cashier, a guy came behind me and asked if I could help out the homeless. Let me explain a little about me. I'm a very jazzy person (some say attitude) and a statement like that would normally result in me giving him all types of attitude... Um um *clears throat* I mean jazziness (lol).

Oddly, I barely looked at him and chuckled and finished running my mouf (you know it). He said it again and I was like what the heck, I can pay for his stuff. He was not homeless, because I did see his CTA uniform (our hospital is the last stop on this route). Now here comes the part that had me kicking myself all Monday evening and Tuesday. As I was giving the cashier my money, the guy asked me out to dinner, but since I was so consumed in a conversation about absolutely nothing, I really didn't hear it (if that makes since). It was kind of a hind sight issue. I realized, after I got home, what had really happened. Nevertheless, I missed out on a date with someone who has a good job. I still can't understand how I didn't shut up to respond to this question. I mean I never tun down food (EVER!). This has really been bugging me.

I did go back to the gift shop to talk to the two employees who were there and the guy asked me did I get his number. I told him no, because it really didn't dawn on me until I got home, that I had been asked out on a date. He then proceeded to tell me that the guy asked me like 3 times (I only heard t once) and they were both waiting for me to respond. Why the cashier didn't interrupt me is also a mystery (lol... blaming him). This really mad me just a little sad. I mean I have been looking for a date for the longest. I went out on last Thursday in hopes of meeting someone and I knew everyone at the place (I was looking fly though). I would really like to know if anyone else has had this happen to them. I can't be the only person who has missed out on a potential date because of non stop talk. Right now, I'm keeping my fingers crossed hoping that he shows up again (we shall see). I will let you guys know what happens. Ciao!!!