A chance meeting.

I made a new friend today. His name was Nick. We were on the same shuttle up to the mail boxes. we crossed the street together and he held the door to the post office open for me. Then after we'd both checked our boxes (both were empty) he held the door open for me again. Boys: It's those little things girls like a lot. Then we walked back across the street together. Apparently he was paying enough attention to me to notice I had stopped at the corner (so as not to get run over by a semi-truck) and then we crossed the street together. We stood at the shuttle stop and I felt awkard... I wanted to say something... oh, but I am shy! So he said, "Do you live on campus." I answered yes and that I lived in Argenta. He said he lived in Lincoln. I asked his major, he said he was a theater major with teaching and philosphy minors. I enjoyed him, he was a nice boy. Where have all the nice guys gone to, really? He said he wasn't into the "party scene.." I told him I wasn't either. Then we had more awkward silence until he asked my name. Once the shuttle arrived, we sat near eachother. He said I looked a lot like the girl from the Mummy and told me, "you must get that a lot. You look just like her." I told him I thought she was beautiful and thanked him for the compliment but assured him that was one I had not heard before. He then agreed that he thought she was beautiful and he smiled at me. Then the shuttle stopped and he said, "It was nice to meet you." I told him I'd see him around, though really, the chances of that are slim.... unless we meet again tomorrow on another post-office shuttle run... but the chances there are slim as well. How many shuttles pass by in an hour? And just like that, he was gone. Honestly, I think I've had more fleeting romance on post office runs than I have at any other time during the year here in Reno. Nick was a pleasant boy... And I would enjoy seeing him again.