Interview Sexion8
Because the wellsprings of creativity have dried up for me 'lo this past week--indeed I have lost the wherewithal to write at all--I'm going to leave it up to you, my esteemed LJ friends, to provide this entry's content. No need to thank me, I am known to demonstrate random acts of unselfishness now and again
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I met Pineapple at work, actually, when we were both employed at the same hotel. Sometimes we'd arrive at work at the same time, and he'd wait for me so he could walk with me inside. Or sometimes we'd have the same break time and sit together and chat. Work friends. He invited me out a couple of times, but I always demurred because 1.) he seemed far too goodlooking to be the nice guy he portrayed and 2.) I wasn't into the whole dating your fellow worker thing.
Then one night we happened to run into each other at the same nightclub after work. I was with one of my girlfriends and he was with a buddy and his buddy's date. Kind of a third-wheel sitch. So I invited him to come hang out with us.
We sat down at a table, started talking...and the world disappeared. It was just us two and I found that he really WAS the nice guy he portrayed. My girlfriend got so bored, she spent half the night on the dance floor, then left. (I later apologized.) His buddy and his buddy's date also left so I gave him a ride back to his place. He wanted to take a cab, but I wouldn't hear of it.
As we pulled up in the parking lot of his apartment complex, he invited me up to meet his cat. I was a little hesitant, but he insisted because...his cat could box. Swear to god, that's what he told me.
We went upstairs, walked inside, went into his room and there on the bed sat the fattest tabby I ever laid eyes on. Name was Pharaoh. Fitting name! Pineapple walked up to the bed, tapped his chest, and Pharaoh hiked up on two legs. Pineapple put his dukes up, started jabbing. Kitty put HIS furry dukes up and started jabbing back. It was awesome.
We chatted a few more hours on his couch, but sunlight started to peep in through his blinds and I totally had to go. He walked me back down to my truck, kissed me through the window, and nonchalantly asked, "Same time tonight?"
We've been inseparable ever since and it's been almost 10 years. Aw.
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At the same club on the same night. Some things are not coincidences.
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Yeah, whoever/whatever plans the universe turned the right knobs on this one, that's for sure.
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