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the store, smile and say, “Hey Honey, how’s it going?”
Lola runs across the studio to the staff room. She’s running a few
minutes late and she knows I won’t care but she always makes an
effort to please.
She comes out of the staff room replying, “Not so good. Any
cupcakes today?” She looks hopefully up at me.
I grimace through my response, “No, sorry hon. I’ll make a batch
tomorrow.”
Her face falls a bit. I love that she doesn’t try to hide her
disappointment. She says pitifully, “That’s okay.” She sounds so
forlorn I can’t help but chuckle.
“Bad day?” I ask.
She logs onto the register and says, “The worst.”
I wince as I ask, “How bad sweetie?”
She wails, “Cupcake bad!”
I laugh inwardly. Oh woe is me! Lola is sweet but can
be terribly naive. She is twenty five and a bit of a drama queen.
She is short; about 5 foot nothing. Her chocolate brown hair is
layered down to her shoulders and she has sweet deep brown puppy
dog eyes. So when she asks for my delicious cupcakes, she gets my
delicious cupcakes.
Lola starts, “So, get this. I drag my ass out of bed to do some
grocery shopping this morning. I’m waiting at the checkout. It’s so
early I can’t even see color yet. I look up and that bitch Nicki is
my checkout girl. She smiles and says I just want you to know the
whole time you were with Alex, I was bangin’ him,
too.” Oh. No. She.
Didn’t. The look on my face must
have conveyed this because Lola continues, “Uh, yeah. So I say to
her I hope you always used condoms like I did because I found out
he’s carrying!”
I burst out laughing and ask, “Is that true?”
She chuckles and replies, “I have no idea. Her face was so pale,
she looked like she was gonna be sick! Then she says, ‘He said I
was the best he ever had, he said you’re like a corpse in bed’. So
I reach over to my groceries, open a can of chopped tomatoes and
dump em on her head!”
I’m laughing so hard I’m clutching my stomach, I can barely
breathe. Lola looks at me and starts laughing just as hard. Then
she stops, looks up slightly, scrunches her face and says quietly,
“Yeah, I’m probably banned from there. I need to find a new place
to get my groceries.”
I smile, “That’s the least of your worries! Tell me it was worth
it.”
She smiles big as she responds, “Totally worth it.”
Lola used to be a little too sweet. That is until she met Mimi.
Mimi fell in love with Lola the second she met her. She took our
little friend under her wing and gave her a new motto.
Don’t Take Shit!
So, over the course of the last year, I’ve seen Lola blossom from a
delicate flower into a durable weed!
That sounds bad, but trust me, it isn’t.
“So,” Lola says while counting stock. “Meems tell me you’ve got
yourself a new friend .” She says friend like she wants to follow it with smoochy
kisses. God, Mimi, you
suck. Using my stern mom voice I
utter, “Not. A. Word.”
She sounds exasperated when she replies, “Oh, Come on Teeny! You
can not tell me
you don’t see what I see when you look at him.”
I sigh deeply and admit, “I do! I know he’s Mr Beautiful and, by
the way, you should see his brother who is Mr Gorgeous. The guy
spoke to me and I almost peed. I was so nervous and my neck did that
stupid itchy red thing and he was all suave with his deep bedroom
voice and…Gahh!”
Turning my back to her, I walk my way over to the staff room. I’m
almost there when I hear Lola.
“Why don’t you ask him to lunch?” Hmmm, I might just do that. ***
    Two days later I sit at the front counter and stare
and the business card which stares right back at me. Mocking
me.
Nik’s email address is on the card. I could just send him an email
asking him to lunch or coffee.
So why is this so hard? Stop being a
chicken and just do it. You know you want to see
him. I log in to my email, start
writing, and chicken out at the last minute. I save the email to
the draft folder in case I change my mind. Rawr