Lifting Fog

You looked something like this

You were serving me dinner at Chili’s. I had the Chicken Crispers (lol diet, yeah right!) and I was mostly txting on my LG Rumor. I noticed your beautiful smile when I ordered a root beer, but acted like I wanted to share a Bud Light with you after your shift. You were the most beautiful brown-haired, brown-eyed Chili’s waitress I’ve ever seen at this Chili’s, and I felt like we had a real connection. Like when our hands touched as I handed you my (Dad’s) debit card. Also, I knew when you asked me “Is there anything else I can get for you today?” and “Do you need more salsa?” what you were really asking lolz. Ur so funny like that! I’ll be back to eat next Tuesday. (My family goes every Tues., SO LAME) Marry me?

Sincerely,
Blue eyes and in luv

Tags: Chili's, LA, Missed Connections, Root Beer

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