I was at the McDonald's near the Hyatt downtown, waiting with the crowd for my drink order. It was a Thursday and I noticed there were a lot of people with name badges, so I figured there was a convention going on at the hotel. Beside me, I noticed an attractive man, also waiting for his order. He didn't have a name badge, but he was wearing a golf shirt and dress pants and had a laptop bag over one shoulder, so I assumed he was one of the convention-goers. I noticed him and he noticed me, but that was about it.
The next day, I happened to require another McDonald's coffee, so I was at the same McDonald's at about the same time I had been there the day before. As I was standing, waiting for my coffee, I was checking a couple of things on my phone. And then I looked up and over to the cashier for some reason and there was Convention Guy again, staring at me. He was wearing a different colored golf shirt this time so I still contend he was at a convention or meeting of some sort. Anyway, we made eye contact for a meaningful second before he got called to the cashier. Just when he got called, my coffee came up and I was off to work.
My new word? I totally Vancouvered that encounter. Sigh.
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