I’m sitting in Chick-fil-A (Holy Fast Food). They have free wi-fi – which is awesome. They have plugs in the wall next to their booths which is even awesomer (is that a word?).
So I look up from my Mac and what you are about to read only took about 3 seconds in real time but might as well been an eternity.
I see a grey sweatshirt that says Abilene Christian University. Hey, that’s cool! Mainly because I went to Hardin-Simmons in Abilene and knew some folks that went there.
I then notice that the wearer of said sweatshirt has red hair.
She is also a she.
And she is short.
And holding a child.
She’s standing at an odd angle. Can’t get a good look at her face.
I notice that my heart has stopped beating.
I look closer, keeping the fake ficus tree between me and the red-head.
Heart resumes beating realizing it’s not HER.
HER would be my high school sweetheart. Who happen to drive a red Porsche and have season tickets to the Broncos. Have I mentioned that we haven’t talked in 20 years because of the wonderful way we broke up?
And yes…I was a jerk.
And yes, I’m completely different now but….how do you prove that in 3 seconds?