Positives of extra-curricular activities

So I signed up for these two free writing classes - part of my whole 'Get out there and do things!' in 2009. Anyway, the first one was last night. Eve* came with me and luckily it wasn't too far from my apartment because it was seriously about 9 degrees outside. The class was actually really interesting and it was only an hour long so I had plenty of time to go home and watch Law and Order: SVU with Elaine* (priorities, people). As we are walking out I notice this super cute guy with brown hair wearing an olive green pea coat. Eve and I continued up the 30 some flights of stairs to get out of the basement of the Chinatown Y (which, by the way, smells like chlorine and sweat in case you ever go there) and the mysterious guy walked out heading the same direction on Bowery as we were. Putting all my awkwardness aside, I struck up a conversation with him and it turned he had recently moved to New York from Rome, was an aspiring screenwriter but probably going to be bar tending for a while, and was moving into a place in SoHo with some other hot sounding friends. I was so baffled by how cute he was and how sexy his accent was, when he asked me for directions to the F I gave him completely wrong directions and pointed him straight toward the 6. Then I got flustered and said, um, Ok, sorry, its actually that way, good luck, bye! And ran away. Not even an attempt to give or get a number.

Getting home last night I was so mad at myself: the first cute guy you have seen in awhile and you F it up! Well done. Eve* suggested I call the writing class company back and see if they would give me his number; Andi* said should just show up to the screenwriting class the next night. I decided to ponder it at work the next day. But then today I kinda forgot, something happened, I think it involved a box of Godiva chocolates and I got distracted...

Anyway, my other class was tonight. I rode the elevator up to the 14th floor and when the doors opened it was like the whole "Touched by an Angel" - bright lights, "ahhhhh" situation: there he was, wearing his green pea coat, standing right outside the elevator. He smiled and waved hello. Once I took off my hat with 5 different holes in it, I was totally cool, calm and collected. We chatted while we waited for our respective classes to start (me, Creative Writing; him, Screenwriting). It was a little awkward because it was so so quiet and I knew everyone around us could tell we didn't really know each other and we were having a some what flirty, first conversation. Whatever. When it was time for our classes to start we both did an awkward, well, uh, so, and then he introduced himself properly and got my number! He also then called me so I have his number -- big mistake if he doesn't want drunk texts...

Moral of the story: maybe cute guys CAN emerge from the Deadzone...even without stalking them. But not often...