Sunday, February 27, 2011

Slight Smile | Only in NY

The other day I was riding the C train home after meeting up with a client to review photos. As I stepped onto the train, I noticed a very handsome man looking right at me. Flattered and flustered, I took a seat and tried to get comfortable.

This was not a boy, mind you, but a 6'4", well built, Rick Fox- look-a-like, very manly man's man.

I pulled out my phone and opened up the book I had been reading earlier that day. I could feel his gaze still focused on me, so I took a little breath, turned my head and made eye contact. He smiled, so I gave a slight smile, then turned back to my book.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that he had pulled out a piece of paper, wrote something down, and folded it in his hand.

The train began to slow as we pulled to my stop, and I started to exit the train. He stepped off just before me and turned, placing one hand on my shoulder, and grabbing my open hand, he passed to me his little note while saying,

"Excuse me, I think you dropped this."

"Oh, did I?" I giggled as I started up the stairs.
Glancing behind me, I saw him jump back on the train and continue uptown.

Half way up the stairs I unfolded the note:
"Thank you for the slight smile."

I couldn't help but be flattered, so when I got home I jumped on the computer to send a reply:
"You're welcome for the slight smile.

A few hours later as I picked up my laptop to do some work, I saw that I had a reply:

"Dear Kat,
I'd like to see more of that smile someday accompanied by some excellent conversation and a bit more overt flirtation."

At this point I'm thinking, sweet, sounds like a gentleman.
The email continued:

"I should warn u though, my situation is complicated.
I'm a bad@ss, an unrepentant womanizer.
I just want to be honest about the fact that your smile didn't inspire anything platonic.
Should u be up for the adventure, I have every intention of making u my lover.

If u can't handle it, that's cool, I understand.
Just let me know one way or the other and thanks again for that sultry ass girl next door smile of yours.
That's a dangerous weapon, be careful with that."

Jaw open, I stared at the screen.
Hmmmm. How to respond?
I took a bit of time to prepare the appropriate response.

I took a few days to think it over, and here are my thoughts:

Thank you for the warning.
Should I ever decide to abandon my morals, you can be the first one in line.
It's very unlikely, though.
But, thanks for the flattery.
Have a nice day.

Only in New York.


Holls said...

Wow! Unbelievable. I must say that I really like your ending response. You're my hero! Don't you ever abandon those morals of yours! You only deserve the best!! Xoxo!

malia said...

Hahahaha! You are awesome. I love your response. Let me know if he writes back. Glad you blogged about it! :)

Jane said...

This. Is. Awesome. Only in New York.

Tamara said...

i love it. i mean, women say they want a guy who's honest, right? ;)

shari berry bo-berry said...

wowzers. this is such a cool story! so crazy! thanks for sharing and seriously, you ROCK!