My Shattered Illusions!

I saw the most gorgeous specimen of a man on the tube this morning. He seemed like the kind of thing you see on a Sean John catwalk and not on the Northern Line getting on at Clapham South!



He smelt gorgeous and if you know anything about me, you'll know that I love the smell of a clean man giving off the aroma of Calvin Klein cologne.

When he got on the tube, I made sure that I faced him in a way that I wouldn't be directly staring at him. I wanted to be seen without obviously looking like I wanted to be seen!

I saw him glancing at me several times and from the expression on his face, he liked what he saw thank God. To think I was going to wear my green dress this morning; it kinda makes me look like Kermit the Frog so I'm so glad I opted for hues of blue. Blue makes me look like I'm not trying too hard!

We'd been travelling for about 15 minutes when the carriage started clearing and we were able to sit down. I sat down first and two stops later he sat beside me.

Well Lord have his Mercy... this man had the courage to start a conversation with me. He was talkative and inquisitive; asking where I lived, where I worked, where was I off to this morning, where I originated from. He even said he liked my jewellery and said my ring was unique. And then he stuck his little finger up his nose, stirred it around like he was stirring cream in a coffee cup, pulled his finger out, looked at the bogey, rolled it between his thumb and little finger and flicked it on the floor.

I jumped off the tube like the devil was chasing me. If the doors didn't open in that second, I would have prized it apart and jumped out anyway. I hadn't even arrived at my destination but that didn't stop me; three stops too early was all good. All I know is I was in a hurry to put distance between me and that dirty son of a b*tch.

What a disappointment... being chatted up by the Bogey Man!