For those looking for part one of this story, you’ll find it here.

My friend and I arrived at the very busy coffee shop later that afternoon. I felt oddly nervous about the date, which was strange considering I rarely get nervous when meeting someone new, but tried to throw myself into looking for my friends’ date to quell the niggling nerves. At least I had a picture of my dude; my friend had nothing more than “I’ll be wearing a leather jacket and a patterned T-shirt.”

I thought I’d ask my friend a bit more about her ‘date’ before he showed up. It seems he was bringing his iPod to synch up with ours, in order to exchange tunes and get a new playlist at the same time. My friend posted the request on Craigslist (a site I’ve never once used to meet new people - hm, maybe I’ll try it one of these days) and this was her first choice. It sounded like he had some interesting musical selections that were completely different than her usual fare, so I was intrigued as to whether or not the guy would even show up.

The coffee house was really packed that night, so we made our way outside to a small table with four chairs. I was wearing an uncharacteristic hippie-ish headband so that everyone would recognize us instantly from the shared online exchanges, but I also was trying to hide the fact that I was in desperate need of a dye job to cover my roots.

Before we could even sit down however, we saw a gent in a black leather jacket - literally - run out of the coffee shop and down the street. My friend and I looked at each other and laughed. “Wanna bet that was iPod guy?” she said.

We sit down anyway, and as we do, I see out of the corner of my eye a man so attractive, I stop in my tracks. Oh. My. Lord. This is my date. Whoa. Much more attractive in person.

Stay tuned for more…