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 Deb's Diary
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The Kindness Of Strangers
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9/29/2009 10:53:00 AM
Dear Diary,
 As you know, it was my birthday this weekend and I had such a wonderful time up in Fort Worth with my man. We spent some lovely quality time together and he totally spoiled me. He even took a couple of days off to hang out with me, but as he's a chef, he couldn't take the whole weekend off. So one evening while I was there, I went into his restaurant and just hung out at the bar and had a drink while I waited for him to finish work. I've done this before, but it's been at my boyfriend's restaurant here in town and I know a lot of the people who work there, however I felt a little weird sitting alone in a strange bar in a strange town. He told me not to worry about it and that he'd off soon but I still felt strange. There was only one free spot at the bar, and it was in between two older men, so I took it. Almost the second I sat down, the guy to my left offered to buy me a drink. I tried to insist that I didn't need him to buy me one, but he argued with me and made the bartender put it on his tab. So of course I felt mildly obliged to make conversation with him, but he actually turned out to be quite funny. He was about 60, a cowboy and going through a divorce. I ended up sitting there for about an hour or so, found out all about his ex wife and of course I told him all about my boyfriend. Obviously, this nice old dude had no chance with me, and I was very clear about that, but I was a bit worried that I'd annoy my boyfriend by accepting the drink. Or drinks I should say, he bought me two. Did I mess up? Or was it innocent like it felt in my mind?
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Deb
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