Today I wandered my future neighborhood and couldn't find my street. I was walking down a street and saw a not DOM old man coming out of his car so I decided to ask him if he knew where my street was. He didn't...since he was just a visitor. This cute guy, however, was passing (I didn't see him when he was passing) and he overheard me so I guess he stopped and waited for me to acknowledge he was there. So I turned around and saw him and he said "I overheard your question. The street is the other way and he walked me to the edge of the street and pointed the direction.
All I could do was stutter and say "Thanks." repeatedly.
Jesus. What is wrong with me?
No wonder I'm still single.
The only thing is, I know where he lives now.
He was tall, lanky, dark-haired, mysterious and brooding. YUMM!!!!