So December 30 was supposed to be my wedding anniversary. It was a really hard day for me. I decided to go to my favorite bar and have some drinks to try to distract myself. Glen was meeting me after work, and he ended up working really late that night. I sat at the bar and talked with the bartenders. For the most part, I just kept to myself. Glen finally got there and took the seat to my left. There were a few other regulars that sat on the other side of him. Soon after Glen got there, Zeus also walked in. At that point, I had enough to drink to talk to anyone. One of the other regulars told Zeus to join us and he took the seat immediately to the right of me. He introduced himself, ordered a drink, then asked me, “So tell me your story.”
My story? Boy, was he in for it. We chatted a bit, sharing stories. He’s separated from his wife and has(d) a girlfriend. Things have taken a turn for the worse and he may end up without either, but that’s not my story to tell. At some point I realized that I had seen him the week before. The night of the shooting, he was the one that ran out of the building while everyone else ran for cover. He ran out and held the dying man until the paramedics arrived. I also learned that he was 44, literally old enough to be my father(17 year age difference). We continued talking, and at some point Glen left. There weren’t many people left in the bar at all. I was getting the feeling that he was interested, and I was oddly interested myself. I decided that if he asked me to go home with him, I would. But, that’s not how this story ends. At about one thirty, he closed out his tab. He also closed out my tab. Mind you I had been there all night, and it’s not a cheap bar. It was a $70 tab. I was embarrassed and grateful. He hugged me goodbye and told me he would see me around. About 20 minutes later, I received a Facebook message and friend request from him. It was very sweet, telling me he enjoyed the time with me. I sobered up and left the bar with a little bit of faith restored in humanity.
I went home and had a sex dream about Zeus. It was a very nurturing dad like thing. I’ve sworn up and down that I don’t have daddy issues, but this has definitely made me question that. We chatted here and there over the next few days. I followed through with my promise to delete Facebook, so I made sure to exchange phone numbers with him first. I think that gave him the confidence to ask me out.
To be continued……