OK so I'm not saying that Bruce Willis asked me out but this is the best picture I could find with the best beard for my story.
So I worked last night at an event at the school with pretty much all gay guys. I was not prepared for the chain of events.
In the morning I met with 2 men in charge of the event to get a lot of their stuff set up and open up the building. The one kept talking about his 2 sons that were doing the food and were late getting there, and I left before they showed up.
I arrived back around 6:00 to be there during the event and make sure things ran smooth. When I walked into the kitchen there were 2 guys in their thirties. I didn't pay much attention to them. They did seem very nice and interested in saying pretty much anything to me. My first impression was that they had fun personalities but their features showed that their lifestyle was completely 130% different than mine.
I should describe them for you. The oldest one who was the main chef was a loft softer around the edges. He was tall, wore earring's, and was wearing a beer t-shirt. I felt like he was the more calm of the two. The second one was missing teeth, had tattoo's up his arm, neck and hand, used swear words thinking I would be impressed by it and had a nasty long chin beard that went for what seemed like miles and could be grabbed if needed in self defense. They were handsome guys but just chose to look very different from the normal.
No matter there appearance they were really nice to me, easy to talk to, and for once I was able to see clearly when a guy or in this case guy's thought I was attractive. Disclosure: This does NOT happen often!
While the event was going I headed for my office in a different building and spent the evening working on the computer in the dark watching the snow falling. It was a wonderful sight.
When I returned to the other building to start wrapping up the evening, the younger of the two said that he had searched all over for me to bring me dinner. When I had left earlier I had told him the direction of my office but not that it was in a totally separate building.
The last 3 hours of the evening were spent cleaning up the dining hall, getting help from the brothers with the simplest of tasks, (they are rough on the outside but very helpful) and being asked questions constantly by the two. I have to admit it made the evening funner than I thought it was going to be.
About 20 minutes before we were finished I noticed that the two of them were sticking around with nothing to do and I found them just watching me while instructing others on how to put the room back the way it should.
I was back by the restrooms changing out the garbage can liners when the younger of the two came back and just let it all out. He asked me if I dated? I said yes. Then he asked if I would like to go out with him sometime? I kinda froze not sure what to tell this daring soul. It was obvious that I paused and was speechless, cause he didn't know quite what to say and got all nervous and talked more.
So after putting my head down and collecting my thoughts. Cause seeing this guy who was totally putting himself out there made me for a second want to say yes just because I didn't want to make him to feel bad, especially since we got along so great. Well minus the swear word vocabulary.
Here is my response, "well I don't drink or smoke and I'm LDS." He said that 's fine, do you just date those within your religion? and I said "yes" he said "that's fine, I tried twice, you can't say I didn't try." I said you asked me twice? There was one point in an earlier conversation that I was completely confused about and when I asked if that was when he asked me out he said yes. I felt so bad and he handled it sooo good. I said I was sorry and he said "don't worry about it's fine." That was his Que and he left.
When I walked back to the desk to grab my belongings and lock up, I was surprised to find that while the younger brother was asking me out, the older brother had left me left overs wrapped up on the desk. It was cute!
The dad told me on the way out that his youngest son had a little crush on me and that he liked my eyes, but might have lost that crush when he found out I was LDS. That is when the dad slipped by saying that this son had, had a drug problem for many years.
I am grateful for the energy that they possessed and how it made me feel good about myself. I did make the right decision for me. For me, tattoo's, earrings, smoking, drinking, swearing, drugs and missing teeth from tobacco are not what I'm looking for and comfortable going out with.
I prayed and thanked God for giving me the strength last night to be myself and have the courage to say no when empathy set in.
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