Faith

I thought I found my soulmate today...maybe he is. I went to a job interview for 24 Hour Fitness (40 applicants and about 10 interviewers). I get the cute one...magically. Anyway, he's writing left-handed and I'm totally into the tattoo he has on his wrist. I'm staring...twisting my neck...doing everything I can to find out what it says. He finally looks at me and says, "What the heck?" shoving his wrist behing his back, trying to hide the fact that he does have a tattoo. I tell him I want to see it, so he reluctantly drags it out. It's a cross with the word "Faith" written underneath. I about died while screaming, "Shut up," "You have to be kidding me," and "No way." Why? Because if we recall correctly, I have a fish tattooed on my left wrist with the word "Faith" written inside of it. Like I said, I about died. Then I showed him the one on my foot, which allowed me to show off my amazingly cool shoes. He asked why I should have the job. I said (1) my shoes are awesome, (2) my tattoo, (3) I know what I'm doing because I've had the job before...and if I don't know, I'll learn how in 2 seconds flat, and (4) I'm arrogant. If that doesn't get me in, I don't know what will. Ha.

Seriously though, I was smitten. He has more tattoos...on his back...let's just say, I'd like to see them. I just suck at being forward. I mean, I am, but it's not like I asked to go out with him. Should I? He had my resume, my phone number, and it was completely obvious I was flirting. I couldn't have been more obvious. I giggled the whole way out of the damn gym.

What are the chances...same word, same wrist...and we get each other for an interview?

Why are all my posts about the male population? I am pathetic.

I'M SO PROUD OF BOTH OF YOU!