Drunken Charm

I had an interesting Halloween this year. It had all the promise in the world, but somehow managed to fall a little short. We’ll begin this story with Friday.

I left San Francisco and grabbed a flight back to San Diego for the weekend. I usually take Virgin America, but this time I ended up using Southwest. If you’ve ever flown Southwest Airlines, you know that you don’t have assigned seating — depending on the day, this can be either a really good or a really bad thing. This was actually neither.

I boarded the plane and grab a nice window seat in the middle of the cabin. As I’m getting situated, a girl decides to come sit next to me. She was interesting. Kinda your stereotypical San Francisco girl. She was young (maybe 19), very bohemian. She looked like she at a lot of granola bars, if you know what I mean. She wasn’t wearing any makeup, she had a nose ring, Jewish. She had a pretty nice body I must say, and a pretty amazing chest. I noticed she was reading a book with “Polygamy” in the title. This peaked my curiosity.

NOTE: Curiosity is good. Never keep your inquires and observations to yourself, God knows where it will lead to. They say curiosity killed the cat, but no one ever talks about how much ass the cat got before he kicked over.

We talked about her book for a bit, the that lead to all kinds of other topics — mostly only interesting to the parties concerned. This girls wasn’t really my type but I couldn’t help teetering whether I would or would not sleep with her. “She’s too young — but look that chest — She’s kinda dirty — but what nice boobs”, I would think to myself (my love for breasts very well could be a sickness). And it when on like this throughout the whole flight. Even after we exited the plane and made our way through the terminal, I continued to waiver.

Once we made it to the baggage claim, it became apparent I had to make a decision. She had checked a bag, I didn’t and my friend was already waiting for me outside. So I open my mouth and I say:

“Well, it was nice meeting you.”

Oh, you should have seen the look of disappointment on her face. I just couldn’t do it. Even that little part of me that was saying, “Oh, why the hell not?” couldn’t have convinced me otherwise. I can’t say I didn’t give it a second thought on my way back home, but it soon floated out of my head entirely.

When I got home, I dropped my bag down in the living room and immediately started combing the streets of Pacific Beach for the prefect Halloween costume.

Well that’s a pretty decent place to stop. Come back tomorrow for Part 2 of  my Halloween 2009 adventures.

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