What do you say when you see someone on the street who you know, but haven’t seen or spoken to for a while? Do you say hello like most normal people or do you keep on walking hoping they didn’t see you?
I, along with my colleagues, left the office early and started to make our way to Southern Cross Station. We’d barely walked out of our building when I saw the delectable waiter I gave my number to some three weeks ago. He - looking as delicious as ever.
I watched him, transfixed, as we past each other, debating whether I should say hello or stop him. To some, it could border on obsessive. But his reaction would have been priceless.
He didn’t see me, so I kept walking. The chance had past.
All the while, my colleagues were oblivious to what was happening right in front of them as they crapped on about German Christmas baubles. I looked back one last time. Oh what could have been!
Did I miss the opportunity? Definately. But things are probably left alone once the fire is extinguished and only you are protecting the embers that still may reignite.