Working at a big company, it’s not uncommon for me to run into someone who works at the same place.
Last Saturday, I went to Emo’s with friends to see Tally Hall, who happened to be touring with Rooney. Seeing Tally Hall for the second time made that evening the end of a particularly good day, especially because I was able to catch up with a few members of the band who we all became friends with the last time they were in Austin.
And Rooney wasn’t that bad either, especially when Jason Schwartzman made a special guest appearance and played the drums for a song. A pretty fun show in all.
As the crowd cleared after the last song, someone approached me and said, “Excuse me. Do you work at RI?”
“Yes, I do.” As I said it, I realized that he looked familiar too and I had probably seen him in my building as well. We were talking about which departments we work for when his friend came up to join us.
His friend introduced himself as Jim, and I realized that I hadn’t officially met the first guy who approached me. Next time, I should remember to introduce myself sooner.
I found out his name is Craig. Once introductions were over, Jim told us that he had been on the phone near the door when someone who worked at Emo’s told him that he had to leave. Wanting to practice flirting with someone I didn’t know very well, I said, “I would have too. I mean, you do look kinda shady.”
“What? Do I really?”
“Sure. I’m not surprised he told you to leave. ”
We kept going back and forth for a little bit, but then he became more serious when he asked, “Do I really look shady?”
Continuing the flirtation to the end, I placed my hand on his arm and smiled, saying, “No, of course not.” I then stepped away and said, “You shouldn’t take me seriously. Most people who know me know not to take me seriously anyway.”
“Okay, I will remember that. And that you can be sarcastic,” Jim responded.
“I’m not sarcastic; I’m just charming.”
Looking back on this conversation, I realize how easy it was to talk with Craig and Jim when I didn’t try to force the conversation or I wasn’t worried about impressing someone.
I spent about 20 minutes talking with them before I told them that I should probably go find my friends. During our good-bye, Craig said to me, “Well, we should party sometime,” referring to our conversation earlier regarding the party reputation of his former department.
“Yeah,” I said, “that sounds like a good idea.”
There was a small pause and then we said good-bye. I realize that the pause would have been the perfect time to number close, especially because it seemed like Craig was about to ask for my number.
And when he didn’t ask, I should have said something like, “Yeah, why don’t I give you my number and maybe we can hang out sometime.” However, I’m not used to offering my number to someone unless he asks. Maybe I should work on that too.
Of course, I know his name and where he works, so it’s not like I’m never going to see him again.



Large stones flower up in a garden of trees and sand. I walk through the pink and crystal sand, reaching the base of a blob of rocks.