If only...

Okay, I know I’ve been shirking my duties of late. Things have been busy, but that’s not really a good excuse for missing out some great stories. First of all, I meant to write about this long ago. It was one of those moments I wish I could have back, mostly because I wish I could have done things differently. I always think of what I should have done after the fact, but next time I’ll do better. Anyway, here’s the story. When I went home at the end of September, I had to be to the airport pretty early in the morning. Luckily, though, I had taken the time to curl my hair, because, as everyone is aware, you just never know. I was also wearing my hot, green cardigan that makes my eyes look amazing. Well, when I got to the airport, there was a super long line and I was hoping it wasn’t the line I needed. I decided to ask and it just so happened that the last person in line was a super cute British guy listening to his i-Pod. He told me it was indeed the check-in line for Delta. Then he did something truly amazing. He put his i-Pod away. I know. That, my friends, is the sign of true interest. Once we started conversing, I discovered that he was not only handsome, but also funny, smart, and thoughtful. He had studied in Boston and actually even enjoyed American football. He was a dream come true. While I had originally been upset that the line had been so long, as we continued to chat, I was grateful for it. I began to wish that the line was even longer. He told me about how much he liked America and how lived in London now. As we got closer to the front of the line, one of the workers asked us if we were together. I wanted to say ‘yes’ but held it together. I wanted so much to give him my number, but was just waiting for the chance to say something clever that would convince him to ask for it himself. Unfortunately, just at that moment, the Delta officials asked for anyone going to New York. Even more unfortunately, cute British guy was going to New York. That meant that he was taken to the front of the line before we had a chance to finish our conversation, which I’m sure would have ended with him getting my number. And it meant that I lost my chance to ever see him again.