Friday, November 18, 2011


I only knew him for a short while, but I've remembered him for years.

I don't particularly remember our first meeting, I just remember that he began keeping me company.  That's the only way I can describe our "relationship".

I worked evenings as a hotel desk clerk, and during slow seasons I typically ran the desk by myself.  We met during the slow season. 

He told me he worked construction, but he didn't seem like what I think of as a typical construction worker - David Hodo, he was not. 

He had longish thick dark hair with a little bit of wave in it.  It was always shiny and clean.  He combed it back, and some of it would fall forward over his forehead.  I found that very attractive.

He had a full beard, but it was kept short - Sean Connery, not ZZTop.

He wore silver wire-framed glasses.

He had a medium to large build and usually wore jeans, boots, a button-down shirt, and a black leather jacket - at a time when I was impressed by leather jackets. 

I worked most weekday evenings, and soon I began to anticipate his visits.  He would first go into the hotel lounge and have a beer before coming out to "keep me company".  He always acknowledged me when he first entered the hotel, before going into the lounge. 

He was rather quiet and soft-spoken and struck me more as a writer or musician than a construction worker.  He wasn't particularly flirtatious - didn't say any silly pick-up lines and didn't give me the impression that he was trying to impress me.  I found all of that very attractive.

I enjoyed our conversations.   He would tell me about his day working construction.  It wasn't a passion for him, and I sensed that someday, he would do work that was.   I was a college student then and sometimes talked about school or the hotel.  It may sound boring, but I enjoyed his easy company. 

I didn't know his actual age, but I was 20 and he was, I'm guessing, at least in his late 20's. 

We never went out - never spent time together other than those  nights I was working the desk.  I vaguely remember him asking me to go out, but I can't remember why we never did.

That bothers me.  To this day, that bothers me.

Yesterday's NaBloPoMo prompt:

"Make a list of everyone you've ever had a crush on in your life, then choose one from the list and describe him or her in great detail"


terri said...

Nice. I found it so easy to develop an instant liking for him. Your words paint a picture of a warm, easy going, unassuming guy.

agg79 said...

Nicely done. Given your vivid desctiption, how can one NOT have a crush?

Guano said...

That guy was a hunk! FFWD 25+ yrs and my money says you've aged much better, though.

Yeah, keep tellin' yourself that.

"Abby" said...

Yeah, thanks Guano. That's some compensation for the fact that it's probably YOUR MOM that squelched the whole thing - I'm sure you can relate!

Anita said...

I have a "him" that could have interrupted the "him" that I'm married to...and then there would be no "them." (the 3 kids)

Hmmm... (lol)

Actually, it turned out as it should have; and in your case, too.


Nice to fantasize though.