Think Corrine Bailey Rae

He has not called. He said he would call in the morning. What a bummer. He was cute too!

I was out Friday night with Mugsy and when I was at the bar getting us a water break [hrm, that does not sound right], I mentioned to her how I thought that one of the guys was cute.

And when the friendly bartender finally got to us and gave us our drinks, I turned around and there he was standing in front of me with his right hand stretched out in introduction.

I looked to his left and saw a suspicious smile forming on Mugsy's face. The little devil did not do what I thought she did, did she?

Oh yeah, she did...

I smiled back at him in embarrassment and shook his hand. Josh was his name. Thinking that he was from one of the Islands off the shores of Africa because he had one of those faces that you could not put a finger on, my curiosity got the best of me and
I asked him where he was from.

England.

Ladies and gentlemen, Josh was half Jamaican and half English.

Hot!

And he was funny. Personable. Is a traveller. Loves Asia. Tall. Did I mention he was cute too?

He definitely seemed promising. He was making plans to catch up with me when I get back for my birthday. Telling me he would call me in the morning.

And it's Sunday morning now.

Que lastima!

But in saying that, I might have given him the wrong number... *ah hem* Who uses phones with tiny buttons these days anyway?

[insert smile here]

Here's to Mugsy, my wingwoman.