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If only wishes can come true,
I have one or two or maybe a few,
And they're all about you, so I was imagining her to be thinking after she topped off my cup of coffee. Something about her reminded me of a girl l worked with when I was younger. It could have been her face, hair or maybe it was the way she looked at me and walked away from my table, or in how she carried herself.
The one girl that got away was something else. We only worked in the same burger joint for a really short time. I think it was a month or so, but when she left, it was me alone that let her go. I guess i wasn't keeping a tight enough hold, or whatever, but it really only came to the fact that even though my girlfriend at the time had screwed around on me one time, when I met this one, I stuck it out like an idiot. My ex ended up screwing other guys over and over again in the end. Whats was so incredibly wrong with this, is, she left ME! Mom said to me once, that some women just need to have a variety of men.
I mean, that waitress, if ya give the one i let go twenty more years they could be twins, I swear!
I was hoping to get one last look at the waitress before I left, but no such luck, I left five dollars on the table and another five at the register and said to keep the change when left cause i was in a bit of a hurry to get to my car so it wouldn't get towed. I always tried to park in a no parking zone to challenge myself in what the outcome would be, whether I get a parking ticket, a spray painted message from the one who felt violated somehow, or a broken window, side mirror, or towed. These things are just part of the games I play just to feel like I'm still breathing. Life had grown to become one big cesspool of one disappointment after another until becoming so completely boring. Its a wonder I even get up, and go anymore. So this is what I do for shits and giggles.
Nothing happened when I got to my car, only about a block and a half down the street from the diner. "Maybe next time", I was thinking. its always fun when I get to have a parlay with the guy pissed off cause I parked where it's boldly warned not to park here or there. It just cracks me up, when I see the smoke coming from them ears, with their faces all red, and the look, oh my God! They look like they want blood, and want it now. I just gotta mess with em. This is great, im tellin ya, so when I see a guy, usually leaning against my car or standing nearby it or close to his car or outside his business by the no parking sign, or wherever close by, I walk towards him but not right up to him, and then I stop and turn to face him and spark up the conversation while being sympathetic of his situation. I keep him busy venting and just intently listening, even agreeing all about what hed like to do when he sees whoever violator happens to be. And after awhile, I'll have figured a way to draw him away from my car far enough or back into his business's front door, and with key already in hand, I quickly get to my car and peel out of there with a pat on my back for a deed well done for myself, or while usually laughing hysterically getting away.
I decided to go home and take a nap since it was just after the noon hour because coffee tends to do the opposite of waking me up, it makes me sleepy.
I had just began to pull off the curb, that I wasnt supposed to be parked on, when I heard a screeching sound of tires and then a loud K-BANG. I lunged forward and was lucky I had my seat belt on that time. The car shook violently, and moved forward to where it is right now, completely on the street, correctly parked next to the curb And that's where it remains to this day, in a parking free zone in need of a couple of things to get it back on the road again. For now, its fine the way it is. Because the person that hit me, was in a hurry to get back to work that day and let's me use her car temporarily. I'm dating that crazy driver right now as of that fatefilled day...And that's how we met not including her pouring me my cup coffee earlier that same day.
If only wishes can come true,
I have one or two or maybe a few,
And they're all about you, so I was imagining her to be thinking after she topped off my cup of coffee. Something about her reminded me of a girl l worked with when I was younger. It could have been her face, hair or maybe it was the way she looked at me and walked away from my table, or in how she carried herself.
The one girl that got away was something else. We only worked in the same burger joint for a really short time. I think it was a month or so, but when she left, it was me alone that let her go. I guess i wasn't keeping a tight enough hold, or whatever, but it really only came to the fact that even though my girlfriend at the time had screwed around on me one time, when I met this one, I stuck it out like an idiot. My ex ended up screwing other guys over and over again in the end. Whats was so incredibly wrong with this, is, she left ME! Mom said to me once, that some women just need to have a variety of men.
I mean, that waitress, if ya give the one i let go twenty more years they could be twins, I swear!
I was hoping to get one last look at the waitress before I left, but no such luck, I left five dollars on the table and another five at the register and said to keep the change when left cause i was in a bit of a hurry to get to my car so it wouldn't get towed. I always tried to park in a no parking zone to challenge myself in what the outcome would be, whether I get a parking ticket, a spray painted message from the one who felt violated somehow, or a broken window, side mirror, or towed. These things are just part of the games I play just to feel like I'm still breathing. Life had grown to become one big cesspool of one disappointment after another until becoming so completely boring. Its a wonder I even get up, and go anymore. So this is what I do for shits and giggles.
Nothing happened when I got to my car, only about a block and a half down the street from the diner. "Maybe next time", I was thinking. its always fun when I get to have a parlay with the guy pissed off cause I parked where it's boldly warned not to park here or there. It just cracks me up, when I see the smoke coming from them ears, with their faces all red, and the look, oh my God! They look like they want blood, and want it now. I just gotta mess with em. This is great, im tellin ya, so when I see a guy, usually leaning against my car or standing nearby it or close to his car or outside his business by the no parking sign, or wherever close by, I walk towards him but not right up to him, and then I stop and turn to face him and spark up the conversation while being sympathetic of his situation. I keep him busy venting and just intently listening, even agreeing all about what hed like to do when he sees whoever violator happens to be. And after awhile, I'll have figured a way to draw him away from my car far enough or back into his business's front door, and with key already in hand, I quickly get to my car and peel out of there with a pat on my back for a deed well done for myself, or while usually laughing hysterically getting away.
I decided to go home and take a nap since it was just after the noon hour because coffee tends to do the opposite of waking me up, it makes me sleepy.
I had just began to pull off the curb, that I wasnt supposed to be parked on, when I heard a screeching sound of tires and then a loud K-BANG. I lunged forward and was lucky I had my seat belt on that time. The car shook violently, and moved forward to where it is right now, completely on the street, correctly parked next to the curb And that's where it remains to this day, in a parking free zone in need of a couple of things to get it back on the road again. For now, its fine the way it is. Because the person that hit me, was in a hurry to get back to work that day and let's me use her car temporarily. I'm dating that crazy driver right now as of that fatefilled day...And that's how we met not including her pouring me my cup coffee earlier that same day.
