Friday, February 11, 2005
8:12am remember that time. That's when the most attractive streetcar driver I have ever seen pulls up to the stop right near my house. What was my big move? I stared at him shamelessly from the corner after I stepped off the streetcar.
It's not 9:02am and my boss and I made a deal to be here at 8:30 to get something done. He's nowhere to be found. I was here at 8:45, so I was late as well. Good planning on my part.