The Waiter
Haha! So...funny story. I just got back from Chili's, where i went for dinner with some friends. As soon as we walked in the door, I noticed one of the waiters. He was about 6 inches taller than me, with short black hair and gorgeous blue/gray eyes. We were seated right away, over by the kitchen, where the waiters hang out. The guy kept staring at me!!! Every time he walked by our table (which he did WAY too many times for not having any tables in our area) he would stare at me. My friends found it amusing, and started counting how many times he looked over. They got up to somewhere around 30 or 35 before I stopped them. They were, of course, convinced that he was staring at my boobs, but I dont think so. He kept talking to this other waiter about me, too. I could tell because every time they talked, they would both look over at me. He did look slightly familiar, so I wish I could figure out if I actually know the guy or not...I dont think so...but I guess its possible. My friends tried to convince me to get his number, but I didnt see the point. Anyways, I just thought that was amusing.