The Cynic Says……

So yeah, about 2-3 times a week I go to Waffle House after work because it’s right across the street. Very convenient for those nights when I’m hungry as fuck leaving work and can’t wait until I get home to eat. Anyway, there’s this stupidly cute waitress that works there named Amber. For the first time tonight, I actually decided to attempt to have a conversation with her and it turned out surprisingly well. She’s actually pretty nice. Not stuck up at all… not to mention she actually seems to have a decent amount of brains. I did happen to notice a ring on her left ring finger that looked like it was an engagement ring, but she’s never made any mention of a boyfriend. Turns out she also seems to like one of my new favorite movies. I recently saw “Requiem For a Dream” and absolutely loved it. She actually owns a copy… said she bought it at Best Buy but hasn’t actually watched it since she bought it. I also found out she’s 19 and has a 2 year old daughter. I guessed her to be 19 and turns out I was right. The really fucked up thing is that she completely reminds me of the first girl (actually the only) I ever really dated in HS. Same hair, eyes, facial shape… small boobs, nice ass. Everything is damn near a spitting image of her. To top it off, her fucking voice is even similar! Luckily their names aren’t even remotely similar. At any rate, this girl’s pretty hot in my opinion and I’m rather proud of myself for talking to her. I didn’t go so far as to do anything that I considered to be hitting on her, but at least I managed to engage in some sort of conversation with her. Amusingly I walk in and she starts pouring my sprite and recites my order back to me before I even say a word. I should fuck with her and order something different next time I go in there.