Say hello to the pretty girls; they’re gonna like it

—Yrs Trly shuffled into the lobby of Thompson Hospital’s Physical-Therapy department…….
Pretty ******, one of the vaunted COVID-19 “temperature ladies,” waved at me.
It wasn’t me waving at her. It was ****** waving at me.
“No pretty girl will wave at you,” and ****** just did.
****** is extremely pretty.
Young and cute, but not gorgeous. “Gorgeous” is a smiler.
****** is prettier than gorgeous. Toss in the smile and ****** would be INCREDIBLE.
But ****** seems to be happy to see me. Just recognition, plus “a guy who won’t hit on me.”
We enjoy just talking to each other.
“I recognize you, and you recognize me. Happy to see ya!”
And you can be sure I’ll wave to her as I leave Physical-Therapy.
I do that from outside in the parking-lot. I knock on the wall-glass if I must, and I had to today.
******, inside, waved back.
“Well look who’s here,” said “Long-Tall-Sally” at my supermarket self check-out.
“Long-Tall-Sally” is Little-Richard hit. I thought of it because the girl is tall and skinny, taller than me.
But I won’t say that to her face. She’s already embarrassed she’s so tall.
Here we are again readers. A pretty girl striking up a conversation — it wasn’t me.
“No pretty girl will say hello to you!” versus “look who’s here” from happy eyes.
I mentioned an article that said tall girls had it tough.
“You almost made me cry,” she said.
“Whoever wrote that article knows a tall woman,” she said.
Yrs Trly is so glad I said something to her the other day.
Now it’s “I recognize you, and you recognize me. Happy to see ya!”
Readers, I’m not used to this. 70+ years on this planet afraid of pretty girls.
Baloney! It was all hyper-religious baloney!
I could recount another fabulous female encounter I had inside the Physical-Therapy with a Nazareth college student, young and pretty.
Say hello to her, strike up a conversation; she’ll probably like it.