I was sitting in my old grey car, in the parking lot at WalMart, where I waited for a friend. You were fussing with the back door window of a white Tesla. Then you walked by me and smiled and laughed and flirted. I was so surprised that I froze. I am not frozen now.

When: Thursday, December, 28 2023

Where: Walmart Parking Lot

Today, there was a young woman, about 30, dressed in black jeans and a black sweater, but not mysteriously, or ostentatiously. She is a white woman. We are, for all intents and purposes, immobilized in a chair, during the infusion. She had on her lap, a bound hardcover notebook, of light blue coloured cover, with lined pages. I would guess, about 7” x 10”, or less. For about ½ hour, she wrote quickly, continuously and effortlessly, line after line, page after page. She stopped only once, as if to think, and then resumed her uninterrupted writing. She wrote quickly, as if from memory. From where I sat, it appeared that her handwriting, was uniform and legible. I have no idea what she was writing. She wrote in sentences, so it wasn’t a list. It did not have the appearance of a letter. I wanted to ask her about her writing, but it seemed like such an atrocious invasion of her privacy, that I did not.

When: Wednesday, December, 27 2023

Where: Richmond IV Clinic

We spoke in Dude Chillin’ park last week. I’m the short haired blonde (under a toque) that was asking a lot of questions about your dog. In school to become a counsellor. We both live in the neighbourhood. Are you single? If so, wanna go for a dog walk?

When: Wednesday, December, 13 2023

Where: Dude chillin Park

It had been a doozie of a day, so when I noticed that you were mirroring my sort of something-suppressing smile — in response maybe to the whole bus environment, but I think especially to the couple standing between us, blessing us with some good ol’ PDA — we made eye contact that gave me some pleasure of my own. You’d stood out to me since the wait at the bus stop, and your gracefulness while standing, and light load, in contrast to my squished-into-a-seat, piled-with-stuff role, was an honour and delight to view. I got off at Cypress, thinking that I wished I’d had a chance to talk to you. You'd moved to take a seat further back. I’d love to intersect with you again, and I’d love to present my lighter side, communing over a cup of life. Who wouldn't? But The Straight’s giving me a chance to state it. Thank you, TGS. And thank You Whom I Saw for that experience.

When: Thursday, December, 14 2023

Where: Granville and Nelson Bus Stop, 16 Bus

Was waiting outside the gates of the train station for a friend to get off the elevator (west side exit) and we both did a triple take you seemed to be interested in what I was doing looking over the gates at the elevator around 6:45 pm

When: Thursday, December, 14 2023

Where: King George SkyTrain station

Dear B: My mom caught her car over a curb this evening in front of my building so she called BCAA and you were the one to very kindly unjam her car. I love me a big burly built-like-lumberjack kinda man. Tall, broad shoulders. Goddamn you were a handsome devil. If my mom hadn't been right there with us, I would have proudly come on to you strong flirtin'-wise. Ce la vie!

When: Saturday, December, 02 2023

Where: Corner of Ontario & 11th

You sat in back row of the bus, in a dark blue puffy jacket, airpods, and eyes that caught mine then looked away with a smile. I sat by the stairs and smiled back. We both got off at UBC. Don't look away next time ;)

When: Friday, December, 01 2023

Where: 99 to UBC

On the 7 bus today around 3 or 4pm. I was sitting in the back wearing my fluffy parka jacket, vibing to some tunes. You were right beside, wearing brown boots and writing in your notebook. You're cute, and I saw you listening to Fleetwood Mac too! We should go thrifting or get coffee sometime :)

When: Wednesday, November, 29 2023

Where: Kitsilano on 7 bus

You were there, solo. You're tall and cute and sweet and funny. The highlight of my night, even once my friend and I finally made it inside. I had cold feet! I thought I'd see you inside, I wanted to hang more, what can I say. Sorry you left!

When: Wednesday, November, 22 2023

Where: The Painted Ship

To the captivating girl I met at the passport office on November 22nd, our conversation made the last hour of waiting feel like a breeze. I regret not mustering the courage to ask you out once my paperwork was done. I went back to where we were sitting pretending to have lost my water bottle to see if I would gain courage but didn’t. I was the guy you joked around about putting his jacket on thinking my number would be next, but I had to wait an extra 15 minutes. If you happen to read this, let's go out for coffee/dinner?

When: Wednesday, November, 22 2023

Where: Passport Office on West Hastings