So how did I attract my first "hunk," using just a writing T-shirt? Here is a succinct summary to get you up to speed:
- I was in Santa Barbara in February on business with the National Writing Project.
- We were in front of the city art museum, doing various things. At the time I caught this "fair" haired (white hair) man's eyes (which were probably failing as fast as his hairline), I was rolling around on the sidewalk and acting out a painting.
- The man in question noticed my writing shirt ("Will write for food") and asked if I was a writer. When I told him I was a writer as well as a teacher, we got involved in a great conversation about writing.
Same shirt. Different day.
I had gotten checked out without a nibble. I was worried. Perhaps my shirt had lost all its mojo? But no...that old shirt magic had its hooks in someone.
The security guard (there in case a couple of people got into a fistfight over the last box of frozen brussel sprouts) noticed my shirt and asked the same question: "Are you a writer?" Yes, and a teacher, too.
In our short conversation, it was clear that this man was
- younger than my previous "catch"
- drunk. Very, very drunk.
Your suspicions are welcome...