At the end of my travels from South Carolina to DC, after the Amtrak sleeper car, baggage claim at Union Station, the transfer between train lines at Metro Center, right before the doors opened at the end of line, as I was standing up positioning my baggage so I could leave the train, a man rushed up to me. With sweetness and urgency he said, "Have a wonderful New Year and enjoy your trip!"
I looked at him and said, "Oh, thanks. You too."
Then I started thinking, this is really weird. My seat was at the end of the car, past the door, so there was no reason for him to have come over there. When the train stopped and the doors opened, he sat down a few seats away.
Why isn't he getting off the train? Is he a MWATA employee? They really aren't that nice and besides he's wearing a Redskins hat. Oh, is he getting so close to me so he can take my bag? Then why is he staring and smiling? So I walked on past him and as I was almost out the door, I heard, "You sexy thing."
Are you talking to me?? For real??
Maybe he said "You forgot your ring" or "You saw your sling."
This noteworthy because this sort of thing is happening quite a bit. I have lost 5 pounds. I look pretty decent when I wear my hair down and I've got something reasonably flattering on. Not bragging, but I do get some looks.
It is also noteworthy because I could have taken care of the pesky virginity issue this afternoon if I heard him correctly, and I didn't mind the tight quarters of a bathroom stall. Eww. No way. It will have to be a good guy friend that I respect and trust, and who respects and cares for me as well. It doesn't have to be love at all, but it has to be something.
Anyway, I kinda like not feeling so invisible.
