I met a sweetheart. I was working an event at Delphine’s restaurant in Hollywood that night. As I setup the photo booth the young manager offered me water within the first couple of minutes. He also made some small talk while I was setting up. Through out the night he checked up on me. He offered me a drink that was on the house. He gave me food and that too was on the house. When I finished my water bottle he came and brought me a new one. It could be because He saw that I was slightly hitting it on my photo booth, but I was kind of hidden. He had to have been watching me because within less then a minute he brought it to me and it was a pretty busy night for him. He didn’t even have to ask me how I’m doing or offer me anything. managers at restaurants or venues don’t concern over the various people the party host hires. Their concern is primarily the party host and their party. I knew he wasn’t doing it for the wrong type of attention because he wasn’t asking any stupid or uncomfortable questions that men ask. Maybe that’s because he’s the manager and he has a rep to protect. Regardless, I was swooned by his thoughtfulness and kindness. After the party was over I thanked him for everything. He replied it was a pleasure meeting me and asked me when is the next time I’ll come back. I sadly told him I don’t live in LA and I don’t know when is the next time I’ll be back. I honestly want to go back just to see him again, but then again I have a strong intuition that it wouldn’t work out and I’m usually right. I would love to get to know this guy but I don’t want to be a heartless biatch and lead him on. Especially if I just want to be friends.
My curiosity for guys always gets me.
I find someone sweet or interesting and I’m curious to know more about them but it always bites me in the butt. It’s better to trust my intuition.
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