Squeezed In - No Matter
Aug. 22nd, 2007 01:33 pmI sat next to some great eye candy. He's a guy I've mentioned to Matt, but that Matt didn't see when coming into the city with me for interviews. I just know that Matt won't find him nearly as attractive as I do, but that's cool. And, nothing happens as a result of my ogling this guy's muscles and thighs, or drooling over his tight jeans and chest popping and flexing behind his less-than-designer, but virtually skin-caressing shirts. It's all good.
Yesterday, the bus was absolutely PACKED with passengers. Lo and behold, this guy was sitting with an empty seat next to him. Thing is it was an older bus and he and I are roughly the same chest size 50-52 inches. Lo and behold, he got out for me and let me into the empty seat. Lo and behold, we were squeezed tight into our seats for 45 minutes and he took a nap while I IM'd a buddy of mine about the experience.
Along the way, seats were emptying all around us with people getting off the bus at their stop. Typically, if you're squeezed into your seat and you can get into a seat (if you wanna) with more room (if you wanna spread out), you would move (I've done this often on the way home - even with handsome fellas next to me). He didn't budge for some reason, although he was awake when people started emptying seats in front of and behind us. Toward the end of the commute out of the city and just before arriving at his stop, I looked at him and said, "Have a good evening..." He goes, "Thanks, you, too," nodded, and grinned a bit. Then I said, "You get off here, right?" He kinda grinned (I don't think I was making that up, btw), and nodded in agreement / acknowledgement. Right when he got up and I got to enjoy his departure off the bus (watching him get off), I noticed another one of my eye candies having also been on the bus. So, that was a fun trip home. Might happen again sometime, but doesn't have to be too soon, you know? Too frequent a thing and you get tired of it...
Yesterday, the bus was absolutely PACKED with passengers. Lo and behold, this guy was sitting with an empty seat next to him. Thing is it was an older bus and he and I are roughly the same chest size 50-52 inches. Lo and behold, he got out for me and let me into the empty seat. Lo and behold, we were squeezed tight into our seats for 45 minutes and he took a nap while I IM'd a buddy of mine about the experience.
Along the way, seats were emptying all around us with people getting off the bus at their stop. Typically, if you're squeezed into your seat and you can get into a seat (if you wanna) with more room (if you wanna spread out), you would move (I've done this often on the way home - even with handsome fellas next to me). He didn't budge for some reason, although he was awake when people started emptying seats in front of and behind us. Toward the end of the commute out of the city and just before arriving at his stop, I looked at him and said, "Have a good evening..." He goes, "Thanks, you, too," nodded, and grinned a bit. Then I said, "You get off here, right?" He kinda grinned (I don't think I was making that up, btw), and nodded in agreement / acknowledgement. Right when he got up and I got to enjoy his departure off the bus (watching him get off), I noticed another one of my eye candies having also been on the bus. So, that was a fun trip home. Might happen again sometime, but doesn't have to be too soon, you know? Too frequent a thing and you get tired of it...