I was visiting my good friend John in San Francisco and while we were there we went to a Giants baseball game. I’m not really a baseball fan, but he is and logically he is also a huge Giants fan and since I was in town on vacation it sounded like a fun thing to do. I was actually the one who suggested it, as John knows that I’m not a huge fan and wouldn’t have brought it up on his own. It was a beautiful day and the best part of the whole event was when I got up to go get us a couple of hot dogs. There was this beautiful man in line in front of me and I don’t know why but I loved the way he ordered his nachos. He turned around and we made eye contact and he almost spilled his drink into his nachos. I don’t think this was because he was stunned by me or anything, it probably has more to do with how crowded it was an the fact a guy bumped into him.

Anyway, he kind of hung out for a minute while I ordered the hot dogs and then when I was finished he introduced himself to me. His name is Tony and he asked if I was really hungry because I had two dogs. I liked this and new the point of it so I quickly mentioned that one of them was for my non-romantic friend. He laughed and said that was kind of a sad way to refer to anyone, as non-romantic. I really liked his sense of humor, oh and his face and he ended up walking me back to my entry area.

Tony asked for my phone number and suggested we have coffee or diner or something while I was in town. I was eager to accept though I felt bad that I would be taking away from the time I spent with John. He didn’t care of course and only made the joke that I was in town a day and a half and got a date and he hadn’t had one in a year. I told him it was because he was non-romantic but he didn’t get it. I didn’t explain the joke we just enjoyed the rest of the game. The Giants won by the way, if that means anything to you. So, the next night I went out with Tony and we basically just hung out down along the Embarcadero. It was really an enchanted evening and while I didn’t want to sacrifice any more of my time with John, I told Tony I would return and find a place to stay that wasn’t too expensive. I can’t wait to return to San Francisco and to my cute nacho boy Tony.