Nice waiting with you…

March 17, 2008 at 3:45 pm (Uncategorized)

Today I was up in Portland, ME for a deposition.  It’s such a pretty little town.  And friendly. 

Often, in an unfamiliar town, I will wait for the walk signals (as opposed to when I’m in Boston or Providence and just go when I see an opening), in case the town has a thing about jaywalking.  I’ll also take my cue from other pedestrians, however.

So I’m standing at this stoplight, and there’s a guy standing next to me.  Cute in an unassuming sort of way, probably late 20s or early 30s.  There aren’t a lot of cars (it’s Portland, remember?) and I’m wondering if I should just walk.  Guy makes no move.  I tentatively take a half step, to the edge of the curb, and still he stays.  So I waited.

Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer.  NO ONE was coming.  So I shot him a look out of the corner of my eye, and said, “I’m just going to go.”

He looks over and smiles and says, “I’m with you.”  And we cross.

Feeling sort of foolish, I said, “I’m never sure what the custom is when I’m in a new place.  I’m here from Boston and there, I would have just gone, about two minutes earlier, but I wasn’t sure if people did that here.”

So we walk.  Now we’re awkwardly walking along the sidewalk beside each other.  After a moment, he asks what brings me up from Boston.  We chat.  A couple of blocks later, we reach the parking garage where my car is stashed.  He says, with a brilliant smile, “It was nice waiting to cross the street with you.”

It made me smile.

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