John 8:32 "Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." NIV

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Five Guys and a girl

As I have blogged about before, I have lost a little weight.  Okay, more than a little, but clearly not as much as some of you here in Blogland.  People ask me questions all of the time about it and the one answer that keeps coming up is, "I finally feel like the person on the outside that I have ALWAYS been on the inside." By that I mean bubbly (almost annoyingly so), confident (okay, not completely, but I put on a good show), energetic (is that the same as bubbly?) and most of all friendly.

And lately, I am catching the eyes of the opposite sex. At first, it was extremely hard to understand because I wasn't mentally prepared for it - meaning I still see myself as overweight.  It started out as "double-takes." Do you know what I mean? You walk by a guy (or he walks by you) and he turns back to look more (not exactly to the point of running into something but you get the idea, right?) Then it turned into longer smiles and winks and "Hey baby!"s because you KNOW that is exactly what a busy mother of two wants to hear: "Hey, baby!" And now we are to the point that I was hit on by a WAY younger man, really a boy, at the Redbox last Friday night while I was picking up the movie that my husband had reserved for our children to watch (cause you know I am going to bed early since I have a long run in the morning). Seriously, it the Giant Redbox the new place to pick up chics?

Well, yesterday, my experience was even better.  After I picked up my race packet for the local YMCA Turkey Chase 10K (which is tomorrow morning - earning my extra stuffing here!), I was Jone-sing for a juicy hamburger (you know we only eat seafood and turkey at home right?) so I went to Five Guys for lunch. When I walked in around 12pm, I was shocked at how empty it was. So I ordered a junior bacon cheeseburger (YUM!) and sat down waiting for my order. In about 3 minutes, the place was suddenly packed with... men. Mostly workmen... and apparently the seats around me where the place to sit. SERIOUSLY, when I tell you no one was sitting on the other side of the place... but EVERY table around me was suddenly filled (and as I was telling my husband, I didn't even look good. I mean I had jeans on, a Nike shirt, Nike shoes, my hair was a mess... and only eye-liner).  As they called my number, I felt a million eyes on me - I thought, okay, you are being paranoid. But as I came back it was clear that I was the center of attention. I wondered if my zipper was down. Nope! I felt vulnerable and frankly like I had no clothes on.

I preceed to tear open my bag and chow down on my bacon cheeseburger and fries and this dude next to me started doing stuff that appeared like he was trying to get my attention. At first I glanced up at each thing: dropping his phone on the floor, grunting, moving his chair in and out loudly... but then I thought, I am not playing this game. I AM not interested. I picked up my phone and called my girlfriend and described the situation. (BTW: had I not torn into my lunch, I would have packed up and went home to eat in some peace). When she answered I could tell she was busy, so I said, "I don't care what you are doing, I need you to talk to me!" and I explained the situation. Being on the phone distracted me enough and allowed me to turn my head away from the guy. But it also was unnerving since the other guys were starting at me. My girlfriend said, "it is because there is a hot girl in Five Guys chowing down on a bacon cheeseburger and fries instead of a salad." Was that it? I am sure most of you here in Blogland do NOT eat salads all of the time, right? I earn my bacon cheeseburger - hopfully once a week (man I really want one right now!)

Anyway, so as the dude next to me finishes, he walks by my table (I am still on the phone) and puts his receipt on my table. I look up, he winks and walks out. At first I was like: why did he put his trash on my table, how rude.... but then I flipped it over and it said, "Dave - 301-XXX-XXXX" okay, it wasn't Xs but I shouldn't pimp him out in Blogland, right?

So, I know what I did, but I was wondering, Blogland - What would you have done? 

Best answer gets a prize and I will tell you what I did tomorrow (when I reveal the winner of my REALLY awesome giveaway.)

17 comments:

momof3 said...

ROFL!!!!!! OMG!!!! GIRL - you need MAN REPELLANT! Oh, too funny...

You are smokin' HOT - more so because you don't know it all the time AND you probably fit in those jeans in just the right way. And your GF is right - no, we don't all eat salads every day, but in a man's fantasy world, women look like us and EAT RED MEAT ALL THE TIME. That's all there is to it.

Katie said...

Hmmm it depends on my mood, most of the time though these situations give me anxiety. In fact I never go out to eat on my own, but if I did I would probably have started txting or online browsing on my phone and left quickly.

Kelly said...

I would have enjoyed it!! You know you are totally committed to your husband. I would have chatted those guys up, told them all about my amazing husband and my beautiful kids, asked them advice about what to get my hubby for Christmas, etc. They would have just LOVED that!! ;)

*~* *~* Tracy said...

Depending on my mood I would have just ingnored him and tossed it in the trash.

If I was feeling a little saucy I might say something like, "Oh that's so sweet of you, but my husband and kids prefer that I don't date other men."

Or you could have become Beth's soul sister and just let a rank one go really loudly and see what they thought of you then. lol!

Pam said...

PRICELESS!!!!!!

And I'm with G on everything she said.

I think the one night in my entire life that I got hit on the most was a St. Patrick's Day from back in my single days. I went out with some guy friends for some beers wearing jeans and an "I *SHAMROCK* BEER" T-shirt. (You know like I <3 BEER, except a shamrock in place of the heart.) There were tons of other girls around in their slutty little outfits, and they were hitting on the chick in the T-shirt and jeans!

I say enjoy it!!!

Karen said...

That is too funny! I go in to Five Guys from time to time and have to agree with you... Mostly men and you feel like they are staring at you from the time you step in the door. I always think I am being paranoid but usually get my food to go. ;)

TMB @ RACING WITH BABES said...

Love it! Here's what I would have done:

(Honestly, I have actually done this). Look the dude straight in the eye until he turns away. When he looks back, ever so politely say, "Can I get my face back (or butt or chest - whatever he's staring at)?" It works every time.

Rene' said...

I don't have an answer because I am laughing so hard. A/ love the bacon cheeseburgers at Five Guys and of course you deserve it, you look awesome. B/ i like T's answer but I am not clever enough to think of those things when they are going on and C/thank you for making my day! you are great!

Shellyrm said...

Runners earn all kinds of treats; burgers, cupcakes, you name it!

What would I have done? I would have probably had one great! evening with my hubbs thanks to the ego boast of feeling like I still "got it!" (yes, hubbs tells me all the time but when someone with nothing to gain (because this chic is going NO WHERE) pays me a compliment, it does really boast my ego!)

Amanda said...

Run up to him and say really loudly," Oh I will totall give this to my gay BFF!" then flash the ring. Blah DOW! :)

S Club Mama said...

take the compliment and go on with your day knowing that you are hot stuff!

Julie said...

It's things like this that make life fun :-)
and give us blog worthy material! I would have definitely taken the compliment and immediately blogged about it! You did just right :-)

Mimi said...

I sounds like fun. I would have done just what you did & blogged about it. Since I'm married that's about it, lol!

Mimi

misszippy said...

You go hot mama!

ShutUpandRun said...

People don't hit on my so I wouldn't know.

But, I just bet you hiked up a cheek and let one rip. As if to say, "hey boys, how about that one? Not only do I eat bacon cheeseburgers, but I fart with the best of them."

Either that or smile and throw it in the trash.

Janet said...

Totally laughing at Tracy comments. I dont get hit on either, but I haven't lost 75 lbs in a little over a year either. I mean I am always with my three kids, 5, 2, and 5 months so if a man hit on me, or gave me his number I would call and say sure lets go on a date, you watch the kids while I sleep.

Or if I was you and was looking HOT..I would eat the burger very seductively,like i was making out with it(burger) and then I would start moaning like the scene on "When harry met Sally". When I FINISHED.. I would say I hope you enjoyed the show.. I know my husband does...I preform at least 3 nights a week for him.

ok I totally dont have the balls to say any of that.. but it would be funny.

coach dion said...

Hi there
I'm the type of guy that always turns his head to have a second look at something / someone beautiful. Cars, Bikes (Motor & pedal), buildings and of course ladies!!! Now believe it or not once or twice as I have looked back at some runner as yourself I have noticed them looking back at me. So in a situation like that your man "Dave" would turn and run back to meet her... but all that doesn't help you.
So, what to do, phone him up and invite him to Church / Alpha what a perfect chance to evangelize… or give his number to one of your single girlfriends and let them call him for a date.
Good luck and enjoy the fact that you are turning heads. Just smile and think what a lucky guy your man is...