This weekend I had a very interesting experience. While furniture shopping (at Blu Dot) I was greeted warmly by a guy who totally recognized me.
From our one meeting years ago.
And from his self-admitted Facebook creeping of me.
And in this case, I totally don’t mind the creepin’. Trust me.
The manager of the store used to run “Retro Rehab”– a business run out of his home where he bought, restored, and resold mid-century modern furniture.
He’s the guy from whom I puechased my Heywood-Wakefield low boy dresser! Like 4 years ago.
Not only did he remember me, he remembered that I was the one who got the HW low boy.
He also, evidently remembered my beard. Because he mentioned it. And mentioned a little Facebook beard creepin’.
I was kind of taken aback. I had always thought he was straight and married. And his casual admission really put me off balance.
I mean– was he flirting?? Is he available??? Because if so… Imma work that like a pommel horse!
He’s ridiculously masculine, handy, handsome as hell, and has the sexiest voice.
Anyway. I didn’t buy anything that day, but I may head back in the future.