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Dear Mr Elevator Man : The Date

Lets just say I have some hate mail going on in my inbox about this situation. Someone even suggested that I ask you guys to send me pictures to send to him. Listen, I can't even believe people are reading my blog, let alone hook up my stranger elevator ride friend with my stranger readers. LOL. I will keep this in mind. I will have to swing it some type of way because he doesn't know about this blog. 

ANYWHO on to the good stuff : The Date!!! * que lighting and thunder* 

He went to pick her up and SHE changed the plans. He was going to take her out to wine and dine her but she said NO SIR! I love her already. She invited him in where she had a full meal prepared, with wine and dessert. He was totally shocked. The meal was steak, salad, asparagus, homemade mash potatoes, and rolls. There was a cheese tray to start off with. Well isn't she fancy. If I can take how he was smiling as he was telling me the story, he had a great time. Did i mention he was standing outside the office building waiting on me to get there? * side eyes* Can you say freaky with me 3 times fast? 

She told him she would rather stay in and talk. FINALLY GOD HAS SENT ME A GREAT PERSON FOR MY CRAZY ELEVATOR FRIEND! He stated he was there for about 4 hours talking and eating. He likes her alot and really enjoyed himself. * cue men being men here* 

Conversation on the elevator now : 

Me: So have you talked to her since?
MEM: No, she hasn't reached out. 
Me: I'm sorry I don't see how that matters
MEM: Well if she wants to talk, she'll text.
Me: But do you want to talk to her?
MEM: Yes, but she must not want to talk to me because I haven't heard from her.
ME: * breaths deeply b/c this man is f'n crazy* Maybe she is waiting for you to text her first. I mean she did go all out on the date. You didn't spend any money, and enjoyed a great meal.
MEM: Well i left her $50 under the wine bottle.
Me: YOU DID WHAT!! 
MEM: 0_0 what?
Me: OMG!! Why would you do that!? She doesn't need nor want your money. I think that was the whole point of her cooking at her house. You have got to be smarter than this? What were you doing when God was giving out common sense, getting extra book knowledge? I just can't deal right now.
MEM: well now I feel bad. I should text her huh?
Me: You should've been texted her. Your dumb. 
MEM: This is a great way to start my day. Now your mad. 
Me: I'm not mad, I'm just over you at this point.
MEM: Lunch?
Me: No
MEM: Please?
Me: No. Text her good morning and that you were thinking about her. Schedule another dinner and have two aspirins for me next time. 

* exits the elevator* 

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