Code Name D.A.D. … Defeat Anger Daily

One of the best parts of growing older?  You can flirt all you like since you’ve become harmless.  ~Liz Smith

I was nearly late for work today. Yes, I left in plenty of time. I even left early enough to take care of the errands I needed to take care of before I had to be at work.
Why was I late? Well, there was a near accident in front of me. It was raining and the lady in front of me lost control of her car and spun out. She hit the curb and there did not seem to be a problem. Her car ended up straddling a curb. She was able to get it out. She then pulled into a adjacent parking lot and started looking at her car.
I decided to help her out. And then, I noticed. She was kind of cute. So we looked at her car. And we discussed slick roads. And rain. And tired tread. And how to use a penny to check depth dread. And this that and the other.
We talked. She fiddled with her hair. I cracked jokes. I made her laugh. I did good. I did great.
Just forgot one small itsy bitsy detail. I forgot to ask for her phone number. 
But I know I could have gotten it!!!!!!!!
To me this is good.  The reasons I realized this was good are…

1. I flirted.
2. I was being flirted with.
3. I recognized that she was flirting with me.
4. I recognized that I was being flirted with as it happened, not as I looked back or when someone pointed it out.
5. I know I could have gotten a phone number.

And yes, she was rather cute.
A similar situation happened a few weeks ago, and it took a buddy of mine to point out the signs that I was being flirted with. I think he actually stated something along the lines of if I had continued the mating dance ritual; I could have nailed her right there in the fabric section of Wal-Mart. I missed a lot of the obvious signs. This time, I saw them and properly responded to them. All except for one thing…..
Soon I will remember….Get a damn phone number!!!!!