Friday, July 29, 2011

Superman...

...is alive and well.



I met him at the club last week.

"Wow!"...you say.  "When did he fly into town?"...you ask.

I'll tell you the story.  Sit back and relax for a minute.  Cuddle up to your blanket and sink down deep into your pillow. 

So...the plan last Saturday night was for my friend and I to try out this new club in town.  When we go out...it's usually at the same place and we thought we'd shake things up and get a little crazy.  So I put on my pink satin topped dress with a black skirt and yes...I was looking awful good.  I meet my friend at her place and we head out clubbin'.  Clubbing in Dayton, Ohio isn't the CLASSIEST thing to do; especially if you end up downtown, but it's a cheap, fun night away from the fam and I enjoy it.  The lights, the loud music...I feel like home when I'm there.
We go from her house to one club and it was a TOTAL yawn-fest so we decide to try the new place.  After parking the car, we stroll down the street toward the club and peek in the window of the entrance.  Immediately the bouncer and I made eye contact and he rushes to open the door for us.  Pretty presumptive, I thought.  What made him think we'd be going in THERE (even though we were, but still!)?  So I asked him.  He said we were too fine of ladies to be walking around on the streets.  OK, cute Mister Bouncer...nice save.  So he tells me, while checking my I.D., that if I get bored I can come back and talk with him if I'd like.  OK...so maybe I will...I'm thinking.  "What's the cover charge?" I ask.  "Just go in." he replies.  This IS true love.
So we're in there no more than  2 minutes and the guys start hounding us.  There was one man in particular who wouldn't leave my friend alone.  Old, drunk, and he didn't speak a WORD of english.  Between the two of us we couldn't decipher anything he was saying.  We lose him a few times, but he always found his way back.  Finally, we were sitting and here he comes again.  He must've thought that if he spoke louder and used more hand gestures we would be able to understand him...nope.  We told him many times that we couldn't understand him and our confused looks should've been a sign, but he kept trying.  My friend left to dance and I was left with the man.  Well, the bouncer was checking out the floor and throwing bottles away.  I knew he was around, but didn't really realize how closely he was watching because out of nowhere he comes in between me and the old man...quicker than lightning.  One minute I'm sitting there with the old man hanging out and the next minute my head is pressed pretty close to the bouncer's chest while he's cleaning off the bar separating me from the dance floor.  What a relief! I told the bouncer, "You are my hero...like Superman!".  What the bouncer was about to say changed my life forever.  He said, "You DESERVE a Superman." and kept wiping the counters.  When he said that I thought for sure he was going to rip off his shirt and expose his Superman suit.  I was dumb-founded.  There wasn't a thing I could think of to say...I was in awe.  Not sure what I was thinking when he said that...all I could do was process what he said.  It registered as a good thing because right away I got the warm-fuzzies you always hear about.  My feminist alter-ego was not offended by his statement, either, which kind of surprised me...she has an itchy trigger finger and sometimes gives off false alarms.  His statement was sweet, kind, and respectful (oh...and sexy, too). 
At the end of the night, he tells me his name and that I should come back.  He didn't pressure me for my phone number...he didn't overdo it on the compliments; however, he DID let me know he was interested and he DID show me that he believed in what he said by following it up with action.  He isn't ripped with muscles nor do his teeth sparkle when he talks, but a great deal of his character came out in only a few words that he said.

Will I go back to the club?  Yes...tomorrow night.  Am I a little nervous that he may not live up to what I think he is in my mind?  Not really...Because you can't fake what he did for me or said to me.  Those type of things can only happen in the moment.  If he was a fake and a fraud, it wouldn't have happened and he couldn't have come up with those words like he did.  He must really believe that I deserve something good or he wouldn't have said what he did.

It was really nice to hear.

I've had many guys try.  They think they're pretty cool or being charming and smooth (the operative word is THINK).  This bouncer wasn't TRYING.  He was genuine in his words and actions. We'll see what happens with this, but even if nothing does I feel like I have more of an understanding about my self-worth.

Like the world needs me to feel even MORE better about myself!

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