attending Tech Con Convention ?” I asked in the most pulled-together voice I could find.
“No,” he said. “I’m here on other business.”
“Oh, I see. Well, this is the convention center for Tech Con. Maybe your conference is in another section of the hotel?” My guess was that he didn’t want to stop by the front desk and ask for directions.
“No, not a conference. I’m here to meet up with some co-workers and take some clients out for dinner to discuss marketing and sales in the area.”
“Sounds like you will have a better time in Dallas than I will. I’ll be at this conference for the next three days,” I said. “I never really get to see the cities that I’m visiting. It must be nice to get out of the hotel.” I could hear my voice just babbling on. This guy must thing I’m crazy.
“I guess,” he said not particularly enthused. “What is Tech Con?”
I started to explain, but I still could not get what this guy wanted. He seemed polite. I reasoned that he just was lonely and wanted someone to talk to.
“Sounds like an okay conference,” he said. “Are you working tonight?”
I could not believe how unbelievably good looking he was. He did not belong at my conference. I was used to much older customers with beer guts. “We have a cocktail reception tonight,” I replied. “So technically I’m on the clock.” Just as, that came out of my mouth, I felt myself blush. He wasn’t asking you out, stupid, I thought to myself. I desperately needed to end this conversation on a more professional note. “My name is Abby,” I said as I handed him my card. “If you ever need an integrated sales system, give me a call.”
“O kay , Abby, thanks.” He smiled a sweet, crooked smile. “My name is Gray. I have to apologize as I’m fresh out of business cards, but if I’m ever looking into a computer system, I will be sure to give you a call.”
I watched him walk off and wondered how I had been able to hold a conversation with him for that long. He was way out of my league, but I had felt a connection. Just then I felt a hand on my arm and noticed that Melanie had joined me. She had put on a black sheath dress with a suit-coat over it.
“Wow, who was the hottie?”
“His name was Gray. I think he felt bad that I was down here by myself and decided to come over and talk to me. I can’t believe I gave him my card; he must think I’m silly.” I could feel my cheeks turning bright red. I was never this upfront with guys who I found attractive.
“You gave him your card? That’s very good for you – getting outside your comfort zone.”
Melanie had been bugging me for a while to get back into the dating world. Part of me thought Melanie only wanted me to date so that she could re-live her twenties vicariously through me. She had been married for over twenty years and had three kids.
“He was cute!” I chirped.
“Let’s go,” Melanie said. “We have a big night ahead of us.”
We walked in Tech Con Convention just as other vendors started to show up. Soon the convention center was busy with business people making small talk and drinking the complementary two drinks we received for the convention.
All night long, I kept thinking about Gray. I kept peeking up to see if he might stop by again to say hello. I was a bit disappointed when the evening came to an end, and Melanie was bugging me to go out to dinner with her. Oh well, I thought to myself, I still have a few more days. Maybe he will show up again.
Melanie was optimistic at dinner. “Didn’t you say he had to take clients out?” she pointed out. We had found a greasy-spoon diner just down the road from the hotel. I was starving by that point, so anything sounded okay to me. I ordered a cheeseburger and Melanie had a chicken-salad sandwich.
“Yes,” I said, “ B ut I was still hoping he might come by when he was