I walked in and scanned the room looking for an un-familiar face… that might ‘seem’ familiar.
Someone that would maybe catch my gaze, as they too were also looking for an un-familiar face…
I over-energetically-smiled at the person near the counter thinking “that could be them”, but with no ‘eye brow’ lift of wonder (you know, the universal sign for ‘are you them’) I figured it wasn’t them.
That one was a little OLDER than I was expecting anyway… 😉
I continued further in and found a seat near the corner, but facing the entry so I could each see each person as they came in.
Not knowing at all what they looked like was proving really difficult, in hindsight we should have arranged a “I’ll be wearing a red top” type identification system.
Every person that came in, I made eye contact with and then did the over-energetic-smile, but nothing yet.
I was happy to sit there, as I was early…as always.
But what surprised me was I had nervous butterflies in my stomach, like you get when you are meeting someone for the first time!
I found myself re-adjusting my dress, my scarf and picking invisible bits of fluff off my lap. Then doing the dreaded “Wonder what they will think of me” internal dialogue, until I berated myself to “not over think this and just chill out”!
Finally, they walk in and my over-energetic-smile gets met with a friendly smile in return and the raised eye brow of acknowledgment.
Was this some hot new guy I was waiting on for a date? ….