So on New Year's Eve, I went to this party in Tampa with my best friend O. and her new boyfriend. The party was being thrown by a couple who lives in Tampa, who are friends with girls in my best friend's graduate classes at UF.
So O's friends have been trying to set her up for some time with a friend of theirs, who lives in New York named G. But now O. is no longer single and apparently G. is good-looking, smart and funny. So O. says get your game face on just in case and I'm like yeah, okay whatever.
We get there and I promptly forget that this person is supposed to be coming, I'm busy just trying to meet people, get to know everyone and blend in. The couple who threw the party was sooo nice, they were barbecuing for everyone and pretty soon a hamburger comes my way.
I am absolutely STARVING, so I'm like scarfing my hamburger down when all of the sudden, O. taps me on the shoulder to meet G....precisely at the same minute that I stuffed a GIANT piece of hamburger in my mouth.
So I cover my mouth with one hand, turn to shake with the other and find myself staring at a super hot kid. I scream inside my head "MOTHERFUCKER!" but manage to meet him anyways.
A few moments later, someone asks if I've met G. and I'm thankfully sans burger at this point, and he says, yes we met when she was right in the middle of her hamburger. At more or less the same time, I go, yes I was taking a big bite of hamburger, it was totally hot, I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm very attractive. It was a good joke, O. laughed, as did I. G.? Not so much. I found out later, even though during the night we did talk and said we'd hang out in NYC that he hooked up with another girl there anyways. Which is fine, it's New Year's Eve and that's what people do...unless you are me, who meets the only hot boy at a party with cheeks stuffed full of hamburger.
Hot!!!!
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