Friday, March 14, 2008
Toll Booth Smooth Talker
A couple of weeks ago when I was driving west on the Mass Pike, I had a memorable encounter with the toll booth guy. I got off on I-495, and when I got to the toll booth the guy was giving me all sorts of compliments . . . "Wow, you have beautiful eyes" . . . "You have a very pretty smile" . . . "What a pretty girl you are" . . . Let me back up one moment. The man was in his late 50's early 60's. I could have been creeped out, but instead I got the giggles and didn't know how to respond. I'm not used to being showered with compliments like that from complete strangers! So, I hurried and took my change and waved as I drove away - still giggling mind you. Well last night I drove the same route, and lo and behold I am at the same booth and it is my toll booth Romeo. I recognized him immediatley (although it had been a week, he had left quite the impression on me). Instantly the compliments start pouring out of his mouth, and out of my mouth came the explosive giggles . . . again! You know the ones you try to hold in, but just the mere fact that you're trying to hold them in is a sure bet that you are not going to be able to? Again, I waited for my change as he continued. Maybe I should try to have correct change next time?? I don't know, I kind of like my run-ins with this guy :)
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3 comments:
maybe i should work in the toll booth...
well are we the little tollbooth hussy, ms cheney?
ps i like that the most about you. the explosive giggles, not the hussiness.
I would take that route every day if I were you. I don't care who a compliment comes from...It makes you feel great! I mean, even if he is 60 and has severe cataracts, we all agree with him...You are beautiful! But I would shoot for a younger man....who can take you on a date instead of using the pick up line, "Wanna see my booth?"
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