After a long day going back and forth on the Tube, I finally reached my alternative destination...Frustrated at this point, I just wanted to find a cab. Fortunately for me, a cab office was just outside the station...it looked as though things were looking up for me.
I got in, booked my cab and then I noticed John looking. He was cute, but he must have been just an inch taller than me. Not that this is a problem, but on the odd occasion when I do put on those high heels, it might be a problem.
He smiled and I smiled back....Passive PM would have completely ignored him and just waited patiently for her cab.
John walked up to me and in about 10 minutes, we were getting on really well, actually having a conversation. Until, he asked for my number - not that this was a problem, but then when I tried to confirm his name as Charles rather than John, I think he might have been a tad bit offended.
We parted ways, with him seeming rather enthusiastic about seeing me again.....Let's see what happens!!!
"He might be or might not be the end of this task"



