ExposedNYC

I swear to you, if I could bottle the essence of NOT looking for a guy, I could sell it as the ultimate aphrodisiac.

I went out to dinner tonight with one of my favorite married friends at the gorgeous Boat Basin Café, right on the Hudson River. Tucked under the highway and tough to find unless you know it’s there, it’s the closest view to watching the sun set on the West Coast that I’ve found in the city.

I asked my friend to meet me twenty minutes early, knowing that every time we get together one of us is running late. I’ve also learned to always keep a book in my purse, for always being at the mercy of a public transportation schedule. I perched on a cement wall right outside the park, pulled out my book and kept one eye on every cab that pulled up to the intersection.

I was first approached by a man mumbling in either another language, or his own personal dialect- I’m not sure. I did understand something about “you natural beauty”, so I said a polite thank you before he rambled into a tirade that I eventually just had to ignore and go back to reading for him to get the point.

Five minutes later, another guy walked up to me with a single red rose saying “This is for you.” I again, tried to be polite and replied, “No, thank you,” cynical after being approached by too many rose salespeople out at clubs. He chose to ignore me this time, laid it next to me and walked back to his van, which turned out to be a flower delivery service. This somehow made it slightly more endearing and less creepy, but left me feeling like Meg Ryan waiting for a blind date.

I was pretty obviously waiting to meet up with someone at the entrance of a restaurant, and engrossed in reading, so I found it interesting that many other people felt completely comfortable not only approaching, but interrupting me. Have any readers found themselves approachable when they least expected it?

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