My night at Wal-mart.

[dubya]

I needed to buy some food so I drove to Wal-mart. As I'm walking around getting stuff I call the BDG I mentioned in one of my other post. It's her week to have her kids with her so I'm not interested is seeing her I just want to keep contact. We talk for about twenty mins. Everything is cool. When I hang up I turn around and look down the ceral aisle which I'm at one end of. At the other end I see a young, cute as hell, light skinned black girl at the other end. Such a thing is a rarity around here. She's well dressed (Kind of dressycasual) which is just as rare.
Wesley likes.

She walks toward were I am and we kind of pass each other. The only thing that comes to mind is the Lance Mason opener where you grab something off the shelf and say "Hey do you know how to cook this?... Really... Cool you are so my new girlfriend."

But dude, we're in the fucking cereal aisle!
Looking back I guess if I had said that while holding a box of Lucky Charms it might have been really funny. But right then I thought it was stupid so I didn't say anything. I just stood there looking at cereal and trying to pretend I wasn't noticing her.

Then I looked over and saw her squating on the floor looking under the shelving. WTF? It was like since I couldn't think of a good opener God just smiled down on me and gave me one.
I had noticed when we passed each other that she had a really big ring on. I thought maybe she dropped it. So I asked.

"You drop something?"
"Yeah I dropped my ring." She ran around to the other side of the aisle. I looked under the shelving and could see all kinds of crap, dude. You would not believe what all was under there. Cans that had fallen off the shelves, stuff people have dropped, dirt, paper all kinds of shit. Nonchalantly I walk over to the cleaning ailse grab a mop and come back. I push the mop under the shelves and rake out all the cans that have fallen an rolled under there. No ring. Oh well.

"Are you looking for my ring?"
"Yeah, why not."
At that moment I couldn't think of anything better to say. What I should have said was "Yeah, and if I find it I'm gonna keep it and give it to my new girlfriend." or "Yeah, and if I find it you'll have to give me three good reasons to give it back to you." or "Yeah, and if I find it I'm gonna keep it so that when our grandkids ask how we met we can tell them you stole my hart when I saw you so I stole your ring."

Eventually she found it. Then she showed it to me.
"I guess I'm gonna have to put some tape on it or something." WTF?
"No, you are not gonna walk around with tape on your finger."
"Yeah, I know."

My brain wasn't working properly... or fast enough. She thanked me and that was it. Walked away. I should have done the finger-ring routine right there before she even said anything. It was the perfect oportunity but I didn't think of it until her back was to me.
Fuck.

Oh, well. When Ringgirl was gone I decided it was time to go do what I had actually come here for. Check out.

I needed the food but I could have gone to Super-One which is closer to the house. I drove further to go to Wal-mart because of the girl at the register in the garden supply area.

Here is the back story.
Several weeks ago I came through and saw this girl at checking people out. She was cute but what I noticed about her were her hands. She held them kind of funny. This made me notice her fingernails. They were painted bright red with some flower designs on them. The next time I saw this girl they were bright blue. Last week I came through, again with my brother, and they were done with just the tips red.

While my brother checks out I say, "Okay what color are you nails today, every time I come through they're a different color."

"Oh, they're just red right now. I do them about every two weeks so you must come in every two weeks. I was going to do them red, white and blue for the 4th but this was all I did."

As we walked out my brother looks at me and said, "Man you pushed her button, she was ice cold when we walked up. Then she got all smiling and happy and talking."

So back to tonight.
I set my stuff on the counter and say, "Okay what color are they now?"
"Oh I don't have them done, I actually broke one."
She started telling me about how she just spent most of her check on her four month old and she needed the rest to go visit her daddy in jail that week so she couldn't aford to go get them done. We fluf a little and I actually held her hand for a min and rubbed my thumb over where the fake nail had broken off her thumbnail. I noticed that she wasn't wereing any rings at all. We fluff a little and I leave.

I feel pretty good about this because I acomplished basically what I wanted to which was to establish contact. The next time I see her I think I'm going to say something about haw she'd make a good girlfriend because she's always trying to look good. Then the next time say she's a horable girlfriend cause she doesn't return my calls and we never have sex anymore. What I'm thinking about here is that chapter in the game about CF where this guy (I can't remember his name, but its not David D) is doing CF with all these waitresses.

Anyway we'll see what happens.

[Finesse]

Good report man. Keep us posted. Good stuff.