are you?
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I haven’t ever given a waiter my number, although I once got the number of the guy serving me drinks at a table at a bar in Prague, but since his English was only a little better than my Czech, I never found the courage to call.
Last night, I almost left the waiter at an Italian Restaurant in the Village my number. I couldn’t decide if he was gay or straight, not that it really matters, but I think I would have taken his not calling as a rejection to my womanhood. NOT that I think he would have called if he were straight and single, but he was really, really cute.
So, on the bill, which I paid by credit card, I left a little note that says thanks for being cute. If he were an interested and smart waiter, he’d be able to look me up online, since my name was on the receipt and email me this long poetic love message, and then we would go out, and one of us would eventually get bored, cheat and break the others heart. This could, of course, all happen in a series of weeks, not months, cause that’s how love works in my life.
But he was the waiter, and I didn’t leave my number, and I’m sure I’m not the first woman to hit on him at the restaurant. I think I’ll have to go back there. For dinner. On a Monday night when I’m not working.
Tonight I’m going to see Seymore Butts at the Virgin Megastore at 6:30. I want to do a piece on him, and who he has an influence on. That might not make sense just yet, but it will, I hope, when I see him tonight. I promise it will be more exciting than that, unless the whole thing is a bust, but we shall see. I’ll be preparing questions this afternoon, but I’m still recovering from a Halloween I don’t quite remember.
Which is some scary shit. I’ve never not remembered before, but this past Sunday night, all conditions are fuzzy. Maybe that’s because I was a bear. Bey-atch bear. Well, and then Barfing Bear, but whatever. I was a bear.
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November 2nd, 2004 at 10:33 pm
I didn’t know you puked the other night! I was in the bathroom and heard pukey sounds, but had no idea it was you. I think other people got sick as well. Maybe they slipped something in those free rum and cokes?
To answer your question, though: yeah, I totally left my number on the back of a comment card at Turkish Kitchen, with a note that said “I found my waiter quite charming and attractive and would like to go out with him.” He called - a few times actually - but for whatever reason we never got together.
November 3rd, 2004 at 4:31 am
That’s so cool! *about the waiter, not about the puke. But, no, sweet Anna that was not I in the bathroom. I puked in a taxi cab on the way back to my friend’s apartment. The driver and I were the only two in the car. No bathroom puking, but I wonder how many people puked on Halloween. From what I’ve heard, it sounds like a lot.
November 21st, 2004 at 5:37 am
HeyNow Jayme! This blog of yours is pretty cool, I’ve been listening to the Chaunce Hayden Eyada shows he has up at his website. They fucking rock! I love it! By the way…I heard the show, with you making out with that chick, while giving her an orgasm with the vibrating egg!, not to mention, I also heard the show, the day after your first threesome, and you told Chaunce all about it! NICE! FCC FREE RADIO! Chaunce and you were way ahead of your time, I hope Chaunce and you get your show back soon! This time on satellite! By the way, did you liten to The Miss Amputee Pageant on Howard? Chaunce was the guest judge! HAHA! It was fucking great! Chaunce said Miss Amputee stayed over at his house last night while she’s in town for her Playboy internet photo shoot! HEYNOW!
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February 7th, 2005 at 11:07 am
I didn’t know you puked the other night! I was in the bathroom and heard pukey sounds, but had no idea it was you. I think other people got sick as well. Maybe they slipped something in those free rum and cokes?To answer your question, though: yeah, I totally left my number on the back of a comment card at Turkish Kitchen, with a note that said “I found my waiter quite charming and attractive and would like to go out with him.” He called - a few times actually - but for whatever reason we never got together.
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