Every so often I’ll be leaving the gym as Mike is arriving (or vice versa, or both of us arriving at the same time) and we’ll chat in the parking lot. We know each others’ cars.
Today, as I left the gym feeling a little sad that I hadn’t seen him at all, I saw a familiar car driving down the row where I had parked. I figured it was him, but I pretended to not notice, and casually opened the back door of my car to put my gym bag on the seat. As I opened the driver’s door, he drove by, and it took all I had in me to pretend I wasn’t paying attention.
Then…*honk!* Just a quick little tap of his horn. I looked up to see him waving at me, and smiling.
Don’t even try telling me that wasn’t a little call of “notice me!!” I won’t believe you.