I was at a local bar…
… when a woman at a table a few feet away from me sneezed and her glass eye came out and I caught it.
I handed it back to her. She popped it in and said thank you.
She was a beautiful woman.
Gorgeous face, stunning body and a beautiful smile to boot.
The woman of my dreams right in front of me.
A few moments pass by and she comes up to me and asks for my number and I looked around the room.
Surely she must’ve been mistaken.
I said, “Who, me?!”
She said, “Yes, of course, you. I don’t usually do this kind of thing but you just sort of caught my eye.”