I went to my credit union today to make a deposit. I see Alicia, and she’s looking hot as usual, but her hair is done and she looks even more glamorous. I love her in my phicklephilly way as I have loved Maria before her, (See: Maria – Amor En Vanos) the inspiration for this blog.
I see that she’s with a member so I probably can’t see her. I just want to fill out my deposit and get out of there to continue my day.
I have my cash and complete my deposit slip. I walk around the branch and the first teller I see behind the three inch bullet proof glass is a happy little white guy. I figure Alicia’s busy so I just go to him as he welcomes me, but figure I’ll wave to my queen.
I push my deposit slip and cash under the tray.
Alicia immediately gets to her feet and speaks.
“Oh, you’re not here to see me?”
I’m blown away. This has never happened. I’ve laid the groundwork to let her know in a very subtle and funny way that I would like to meet her outside of the credit union, but I wasn’t expecting this outburst.
I loved it. It shook me to my core, because my project had come to life.
Her hair looked lovely and so did the rest of her. I couldn’t believe her interest. I literally toss the cash to the little white guy and walk down to her window. I don’t care at this point and feel a bit of power as a member.
“I love all this.” I say about her pretty hair. I love that for the very first time she’s showing some attention toward me. This is huge.
Any reaction from a woman in courtship is a form of arousal. I’m very good at this and I’ve been a lion resting in the grass near this lovely gazelle for two years.
My father taught me how to be patient with a woman. He was a master. Most men are clumsy and awkward and are driven by their desire. You need to lay in wait for a prize you want. No matter what it is.
That’s super hard for most men to do, but for the few. you’ll close better deals if you’re patient.
“Have you been to the Comcast food court?”
“No. I’m always in first and I have to take the first lunch.”
“Yea. 11am. I don’t feel like eating sushi at that time of the morning.”
“I get that. What do you like to eat?”
“Done. I’ll find a place. Let’s have lunch next week.”
“Okay. Let me know.”
People, I think it’s on with this lady. I must have lunch with a girl I’ve been grooming for two years through bulletproof glass.
I know nothing about her but her cool demeanor and fuzzy forearms. (It’s sexy to me!)
Even if Alicia is only placating me for a free lunch as a member I don’t care. I just want to learn about her. I’ve found that whenever there is a challenge on the table for me my low self-esteem drives me to close that business.
Alicia doesn’t know anything about me other than I have the money to pay for a free lunch but I HAVE to do it just to get know her and get a story for phicklephilly.
I’m at a point in my life where I will just be happy to have lunch with this delicious girl. And the fact that I could get her to come out from behind bullet proof glass to have a meal with an older stranger.
The idea titillated me to know end. I couldn’t even grab lunch at my usual greasy spoon in Suburban Station to think it over. I went to Marathon and got a table at the window to process.
This is huge. So when I get my next paycheck at the salon, I’m going to go into the credit union and properly ask her out for lunch.
I’ve scoured Yelp and everywhere else for french toast beyond 11am. That is hard to nearly impossible.
I’m getting another check from the salon so I have a new excuse to go see Alicia.
I need to ask her if it’s okay if we run over to Midtown Diner. Good french toast, (Shitty first date but great fast service) but a solid spot. When I make my deposit I need to ask Alicia if there’s another 11am food group she may be interested in.
I need to make this deposit. I need to see Alicia and clarify our lunch and get her number.
I can do this, and now it seems she’s interested. Today changed everything and had me trembling with excitement because of Alicia’s behavior and how I feel about her. I think we’re good here. It’s just lunch.
As I had joked to her before, she has access to my accounts. At least baby knows I can afford the lunch and dessert if she wants it!
I need to go in there and close this.
I know nothing about her, but I have a theory. But I’ll hold my cards close to the vest to resist judgement.
But Alicia is beautiful, and I want to get to know her and I’ll leave it at that.
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