Expectations vs. Reality

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Scenario 1: Expectations

Girl decides to have lunch at Casa De Dulces, about 5 minutes away from where she lives. She places her laptop on the table, orders the usual, takes out her phone and charger, and begins to type away. In comes a tall, athletic-kind-of guy. Probably Filipino. Can’t be too sure. He’s wearing a white shirt, knee-length shorts, Chucks, and glasses. Not bad to look at, the girl thinks. He speaks to the waiter with a British accent. “Hello, can I have some water please? I’m waiting for some friends and we’ll order in a bit.”

Oh. So he’s probably half-Filipino, half-Briton. He looks at the girl. The girl looks back. He has that “oh, there’s a girl” look. She has that “oh, there’s a guy” look. He takes his seat. And then he engages the girl in a conversation.

“Hi!” He smiles.

“Hi!” She smiles back.

“Really hot, this weather, huh?”

“Oh yeah, tell me about it. This happens 4-5 times a day, would you believe?”

“Really? That sucks.”

“Yeah.”

“So, you’re from here?”

“Yes. Well, technically, no. But I’m from here now. Moved here two years ago.”

“Really? What do you do? You moved for work?”

And so the conversation went on like this and it was the start of something beautiful.

Scenario 2: Reality 

Girl decides to have lunch at Casa de dulces, about 5 minutes away from where she lives. She places her laptop on the table, orders the usual, takes out her phone and charger, and begins to type away. In comes a tall, athletic-kind-of guy. Probably Filipino. Can’t be too sure. He’s wearing a white shirt, knee-length shorts, chucks, and glasses. Not bad to look at, the girl thinks. He speaks to the waiter with a British accent. “Hello, can I have some water please? I’m waiting for some friends and we’ll order in a bit.”

Oh. So he’s probably half-Filipino, half-Briton. He looks at the girl. The girl looks back. He has that “oh, there’s a girl” look. She has that “oh, there’s a guy” look. He takes his seat. And they both sit in silence. She’s thinking to herself, “I’ve already seen this scenario way too many times. Maybe new this time?”

A couple arrives, greets the guy, and they go about ordering. Then the lights go out. Great. Another brown out. Waiter opens the window, and the three friends request to be seated outside by the patio, where the wind would be cooler. Girl continues with her work, typing away as she does. She orders dessert and another glass of cool lemonade. It is blistering hot. She tells herself, “It’s really hot, this weather, huh?”

30 minutes later and the three friends prepare to leave. She notices it but pretends to still type away. The couple exits, and the guy remains. Before he reaches the exit door, he looks at her. She looks back.

He smiles. She half-smiles.

And then he leaves.

 

 

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