First Date w/ Ms. Straight Gurl…

 

So we’ve been talking like every day, all day… things are moving fast but we are both enjoying the ride… We seem to click in many places…. So I flew her in from Cali to spend time with me and our mutual friend Ms. Poly Amorous.

I tried to dot every I, and cross every T. I told her to meet my by baggage claim… So here I am at baggage claim, with a huge homemade sign on poster board, which reads, “Team XXXXX #FirstDate”….

I notice o one else is holding signs by baggage claim… then an older guy approaches me and says, “If you REALLY want to make an impact, go wait at the bottom of the escalator because everyone has to walk that way on the way to baggage claim.” He said, “That’s where most people usually wait with signs…

So I relocated to the bottom of the escalator with my sign… Hmmm, lots more people here…. and every sum bitch seems to want to read my sign and make eye contact. No bish, this is not for you… keep it pushing…

I got loads of “ooohs” and “awws” and “bless her heart” stares… 

I look at my phone and see her flight has landed… ok, phew… almost time… I’m looking the escalator up and down to find her… ond I notice a white fluffy blur moving towards the elevator… It kinda looked like the coat I saw her wearing in one of her pictures…

OMG! I think it’s her. I think she’s coming down the elevator… my bless her heart sign ever so slightly starts to tremble…. I’m nervous…. 

Self Talk, “Bish, you are Unique Damn Hullett… you don’t do nervous… You are the SHIT.”…. ok, sign stops shaking and I see her!!!

She’s looking super cute and she’s coming my way…. wayment, is….. is she walking past me?! Son of a bitch!

So I walk over and say, “Hey there… gonna walk right past me?”…

She gives me the biggest smile and hug ever… and I feel calm… we walk over to baggage claim and wait for her luggage… we have small talk about how cute we think each other is, lol…. take a few pics and then head out…. 

Where sooner rather than later, being distracted, I almost took a left on red… Yikes… my bad….

We arrive in the hood, to pick up liquor on what looks like skid row. There are liquor stores, back to back, with one tucked under a bridge complete with the “under bridge” living arrangements of some unfortunate souls… Yikes… 

We arrive at the gathering with liquor in hand…. and we immediately have a blast together….

Next event is a nap before going to a birthday party….. We have an amazing time, “napping”… and it’s quite apparent that Ms. Straight Girl is not a proper pseudonym… So from here forward, I’ll call her Ms. My Gurl.

Out