Didn’t give a lot of attention to my outfit. The dress material felt cool, didn’t cling to my hips and the straps stayed on my shoulders. Good enough for me.

The decision to walk the lane to the main road was a big regret. Way more bikes whizzing up at warp speed forcing me to hug the right edge going down. Why the right when that’s the side they come up on??? Because all the dogs live on the left and rush out barking when I walk that side. I hate that more than the speeding bikes. On top of the mad bikers and crazy dogs, it is getting dark. Once I got to the bend and can see the main road I vowed I would never do that again.

Safe arrival at the corner I decided to call Drivah A to come for me and not bother dealing with a different driver. Besides he might want to hang somewhere later. Found the phone, but while fumbling through the bag for my glasses I hear a beep. Look across the street at the stopped car. I wave the driver on, he leaves, I continue feeling for my glasses. Less than a minute later, another beep, this time from my right side.

“You need a ride up?”

It’s Drivah B. I don’t hesitate to stop the hunt for my glasses and get in the car.

“You didn’t know it was me stopped on the odda side?”
“That was you?? It’s dark, sweetie. Plus I wasn’t about to cross this road at night.”
“That’s why I turned around. Where are you going?”
“Back to Just Natural.”

He drives off. Grateful to be off the side of the road, I begin to relax. I wanted to talk but couldn’t come up with anything to say. I’m a good listener, but my conversation initiation skills need work. I knew we were getting closer to the restaurant so I only had seconds to say the right thing. But what is the right thing???

In no time we are in front of Just Natural.

“Would you like to join me?? My treat.” I say with a nervous smile.

He declined (guess that wasn’t the right thing) but said he will wait for me again then drive me back.