The weather was cold but the sun was shining while I was on the ferry.

Tiger on the Ferry

When the man that takes the fare walked toward me, our eyes met and there was some spark of recognition that passed between us. His smile was handsome. He carried the air of a man who worked outside with his hands – tall, tough and rugged.

“Boy, you’re a brave soul,” he said looking into my eyes.  

I was feeling pretty swell about this exchange with such a good looking guy. It felt like flirting. At least that’s how I remember flirting feeling. I smiled back and said, “Yeah, I’m plugged in. It’s really quite nice out.”

As soon as the words left my lips and pooled into the winter air, the corners of his smile pulled in and faded ever so slightly. “Oh. You’re plugged in. That isn’t very hardcore is it?” he said.

Sonofa! :lol: