...while I was at work the other day.
I've got this fellow who visits the facility I work at on a regular basis. Nice older guy in his 60's, still in kick ass shape. Turns out he is an old Navy Seal from back in the day. I like listening to his "not" stories. Cool old dude, ya know.
Anyway, he rides a Harley and every so often another guy rides in with him. Tall, built, beard that just touches his chest. Looks like an old school Leather Daddy. Good to look at but I figure I'm not his type...lol.
Couple days ago he shows up by himself. I went out to let him know his buddy wasn't here and let him know he was welcome to wait for him. Right about that time, my buddy shows up and gives me a strange look.
I wave them off tell them to have a good day and enjoy their ride. He comes back later in the evening and stops inside to chat a moment. After a couple of minutes he mentions his friend and says that most people are afraid to approach him. I looked at him for a minute and shrugged. Said I wasn't most people and that I had been around enough to know that you can't judge someone by how they look. I told him the guy had never done anything during his visits to concern me and I don't worry about something unless given a reason to worry...
Yesterday my old friend came in again. Turns out the guy who looks like a Leather Daddy is actually the president of a large, well know motorcycle club and he's interested. In me.
This could get interesting...