I.R.P. ENTRY:
Bus Stop Love
Dear
Harlan,
I was interning at a downtown PR agency and commuting by bus every
day. One afternoon while waiting for my bus, a man walked up the
stairs and caught my eye. He was tall with broad shoulders and
eyes that could knock you over with one look. I was intrigued.
For the next two weeks, we made eye contact and even exchanged
a few smiles, but never approached each other. Then one day, a
friend of mine from college happened to walk by and stopped to
chat. In the middle of our conversation my friend looked over
and waved to someone. When I turned to look, I saw that he was
waving to Bus Stop Boy, and HE was quickly approaching. Turns
out MY friend from college was HIS friend from high school. He
introduced us. For the next month Bus Stop Boy and I chatted while
waiting for our buses. And although he made reference to his girlfriend
a few times, I knew there was a spark between the two of us, and
I was content in growing a friendship with this man.
It was soon summer, and my internship was quickly coming to an
end. I was frantically looking for a job. Bus Stop Boy assured
me that I would find a great job, and occasionally, his company
hired in the marketing department. He handed me his card.
By the end of the summer, I landed a job and couldn't wait to
tell him my great news, but I had not seen him at the bus stop
in a few weeks. One day, I came across his business card in my
wallet. Something strong and certain washed over me. I immediately
began drafting an e-mail. The subject line -- "Bus Stop Girl."
I wasn't sure if he'd remember me, but I took THE CHANCE, and
after hesitating for a minute or two, I sent the e-mail.
Seconds later he replied and congratulated me.
We talked about work, relationships and life over e-mail and during
an occasional chance meeting at the bus stop. I shared my dating
debacles with him. He assured me that I'd find Mr. Right. Trouble
was, I felt like I already had. I was smitten, and he was taken.
Or so I thought. What Bus Stop Boy neglected to tell me was that
he and his girlfriend had separated. He hadn't wanted to press
to hard with me because he was unsure of my feelings. After telling
me his situation, we decided to take our friendship to the next
level and had our first date. It was magical, pure bliss. Years
later, nothing has changed. We now share a home and our lives
together. Had I never sent that e-mail, we might never have developed
such a strong bond. I, for one, am certainly glad I took that
chance.
Bus
Stop Girl
Dear
Bus Stop Girl,
You are an inspiration to all commuters.
To
all the readers out there -- if you're single and searching, please
take a risk in the name of love. The worst thing that will happen
is that it won't happen, but if you never take a risk, it's guaranteed
to never happen.
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