Wednesday, November 7, 2007

But he doesn't speak English

Jason and I were watching the Sox (division game) at "The Alamo" and that's where I met Miguel. He's the cook there and he was having beer after his shift. He's really good looking and I was practically staring at him the entire time. Fortunately, that didn't creep him out and asked for my number (through someone else). Unfortunately, he doesn't speak English. In a way, that's probably a good thing. I tend to talk too much and say what ever shit comes to my head. When I was "talking" to Miguel, he just smiled a lot and nodded. At that point I didn't know he didn't really speak English, I just thought I was captivating.

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