Still got dat special groove

So, After the “Farewell to the Interns” happy hour (2 weeks early for me, but so it goes). I was grabbing the red line north to collect my laptop (from which I am now regaling you with tales of my exploits) with my fellow intern and former stats partner Katie. As I get on the train, a cute guy in a bright purple t-shirt makes eye contact and says “Hi.” Katie and I chatter for a bit, and purple shirt guy and I keep making eye contact. He gets off with two friends, one male, one female, at the stop before my destination, says ‘bye’ and continues making eye contact and friendly smiles until the train pulls away.

Katie is amazed. She wants to know how he knew. I explain the eye contact thing, and she says she was totally oblivious.

Well, feeling impulsive after I got off the train, I booked it south. I spotted the purple shirt half a block off, walked up beside him and said hi. We chat for a bit. He’s from pittsburgh, lives in long island, and is in town ’til wednesday. He introduces me to his friends. He sends his friends into the restaurant, and goes off with me to find an ATM. We exchange numbers. He says he’ll call after dinner, and if he does, great. And if not, oh well, it was a good ego boost.

Live from the apple store.

15 thoughts on “Still got dat special groove”

      1. Because, really, all it takes is a few of us to bring an entire city to it’s knees. We’ll be prancing around and shitting rainbow feces everywhere. The normal inhabitants will have no choice but to pack up and avoid the gay plague.

  1. Lucky you… how is one supposed to do the eye contact thing? Whenever I try it, I always just seem to confuse the person. Then again, my gaydar completely sucks, so I’m probably just picking the wrong targets constantly.

  2. Did I call??

    For all of you inquiring minds out there, yes I did call Cheerful Chaotic…. lol. He’s a sweet guy and I’m glad we got to meet while I was in Chicago.

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