I am standing behind my salsa friend I., waiting to to buy an orange juice before going into the movies. I hear my message tone go off. I start to pull my phone out of my pocket.
I:Hey Bee, do you want me to just get it for you? the juice... and do you want a choctop?
Me:(opening my phone) um, yeah, get me an oj and... (i read the msg).. and (i can feel my face burn with a blush)... uhm...
I: Bee? what's wrong... oj and what? (he looks at my phone)
Me: (flipping my phone closed and actually looking around suspiciously with a goofy smile on my face, making sure no one else has seen my personal message?!) oh... uhm... (i close my eyes to try to concentrate on what i'm trying to say but the words of the message are flashing across my eyes) i'll uhm... ehh... nothing... don't get me anything.
I: Huh? Bee, just choose something, come on, OJ and?
Me: (eyes closed, still burning) Nothing! I don't want anything! (slightly manic)
I: (looking at me like i'm a lunatic) Whatever...
Me: I'm going to the toilet!
Walking to the toilet I feel suspicious of everyone, and have the crazy feeling that they might know what the personal message was that I just read.
words... just words. and that's all it takes to impress me beyond belief. and - it wasn't even a dirty message. actually if it had been, it would have had less of an effect on me.
major kudos to those who can use words to express themselves - it sounds so basic - but i have yet to meet more than a handful of guys in the world who can do it.
anyway - this was just to illustrate how it takes very little to impress us... one sentence and i can be hooked.
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