You: A tall, attractive man wearing black scrubs paired with white Nike huaraches.
I was sitting on the other side of the coffee shop, by the front door with a brown pea coat. When you went in line to order, we ever so briefly made eye contact.
I couldn't spot you as I passed by the back area on my way to the bathroom.
I'm not always one to shoot my shot but I wanted to, at the very least, (respectfully) tell you that the scrubs and kicks were a good look on you.
You're probably busy saving lives (or learning to) but if you're up for it, let's grab coffee sometime. :)
Warmly,
J
