“That’s going to be a missed connection,”
you murmured as the guy you’d been flirting with sauntered out of Ritual.
Within minutes—seconds even—you were checking your computer to see if he’d posted.
You: Geriatric Barbie; a leggy blonde with grapefruit boobs, forever legs, Brady Bunch hair and leathery skin.
Him: a miniature Rodin, dark corkscrew curls bouncing in eyes like black olives; a good six inches shorter and twenty years younger than you.
I was the woman sitting beside you at the table, although you barely tossed me a glance after asking if the seat was taken, blue eyes tunneling into your laptop.
Never really looked at me, even after he left, once you started checking to see if he wanted to connect—refresh, refresh, refresh.
Sister Of Chucky by Paul Sapiano
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I really like this one – it’s interesting from a third party view. I wonder if the “Geriatric Barbie” recognized herself when she read this, or if she just skipped over it, still looking for a message from her Rodin…
I totally agree – so many of the MC messages are written in first person – when you get a creative “story” like this one it really stands out. The San Fran MC is a pretty interesting one… in fact there will be a really awesome one coming up in another week – so stay tuned! 🙂