Lucha

I went to Lucha last night for drinks and socializing with people from the office.  I haven't been there since basically the end of December, so I figured it would be good to see people.  I talked to DJ for a bit, and also Dave K -- mostly because he bought a generator (???).  I also met the new office manager, Jai, who wasn't going to the restaurant, and mostly just shook his hand and then stole some candy from the candy bowl.  He probably thinks I'm a bit weird.

I think I mostly talked to Jess once we actually both got there, which was after I finished yelling at DJ for not watching the Superbowl at all, even the terrible bobble catch and the interception afterward.  She said that she was feeling pretty stressed about the current project -- a pretty large insurance company that's rebuilding things from the ground up -- because she's being paid by one person to accomplish a certain thing, but the customer basically won't allow her to accomplish that.  And she said it makes her feel increasingly flight-risky.

I saw a girl there who I had met recently at a gathering.  Near the end of the party, she had said something to the effect of, "It was really nice talking to you about stuff tonight.  I'd actually like it if we hung out sometimes."  I said pretty much the same.  I guess I didn't make eye contact with her at Lucha, but it wasn't a very crowded place, and I think it would be hard not to see and/or recognize me.  Regardless, this is maybe the third or fourth time that we've crossed paths without her saying anything.  Yes, I did reach out to her one time.  Anyway, I guess that's how it goes.

At one point while I was talking to her, I was looking over her shoulder and noticed two waiters, both guys, wearing black shirts and leaning back against the wall right near the entrance to the kitchen, which was at the northwest side of the place.  A waitress walked past in a red shirt, and maybe said something to one of the guys as she walked into the kitchen.  She stopped, backed out a step to get closer to him a little bit, and he held up his left hand (she was on his right side) for a high five.  She put up her right hand to go for it, and he moved his left hand behind his head and stroked his hair back.

Both of the guys threw their heads back and laughed.  Even though I was looking at this from behind her, I can't imagine she would have any reaction other than saying ugh, and she shook her head and walked away while the two guys continued to giggle.

Peace out.

The Wrong Maria

When I was teaching at gov school in 2013, I met a student named Maria K, and she became one of the students I was closest to, so we eventually traded phone numbers and occasionally check in on each other and the like (she lives and goes to school in the opposite corner of the state).

In early 2014, I met another girl named Maria K, where the "K" here is the same as the "K" there, and became pretty good friends with her, so I got her phone number as well.  Since I already had a Maria K in my phone, I put her in as "Maria K (Jefferson)."  I generally text her more often since she lives a few blocks from me and such.

Anyway, last Friday, I was coming home from a mini-reunion with some kids from 2014 at the KOP mall, and realized as I pulled into a grocery store parking lot that I had some free time that night for hanging out.  So I went down my text conversation list, knowing it had been a while since I'd seen Maria, found Maria K, and then wrote a text, "Busy/free?"

A minute or so later, she responded, "Mostly free!  What's up?"

So I said I was grocery shopping, and what time will you be actually free?

So she said, "Just tell me when you're done and I'll be free =)" or something very close to that.  I finished shopping, drove the car back to the garage, got on my bike, pulled out my phone and texted her, "Biking to your place now!"

When I got off my bike about five minutes later at Maria's place, noticing that everything seemed to be dark, I figured I should check if she had texted me back and maybe was at the library or something like that.  When I did, I saw a text that said, "OMG This is the wrong Maria K!"

=(

Peace out.