But first, this one will require a little background: On Aug 6, 2012, I saw a cute girl waiting for a streetcar and while I was thinking about talking to her on the streetcar, a guy (maybe homeless, but probably just weird) told me I had big muscles. For those of you who aren’t my Facebook friends, here are some screengrabs of the Facebook status that I wrote on my iPhone in my condo lobby right after the incident. You can see that 31 comments ensued.
Ok, so now you’ll know why I couldn’t believe that pretty much the exact same thing just happened to me, less than two weeks later. As you can see, people are excited to hear the tale:
So without further adieu, here’s me telling the story about what happened:
And as proof of my tale, here’s the crappy video of the guy talking to me, with occasional wistful pans to the object of my stymied affections: