We were sitting on a bench at the entrance of my work, chatting. Two young men walk by on their way into the building. On the way out one of them says “Are you Josh’s dad?” He stood, smiling, “hi, how are you, good to see you” and shook their hands. They went to school with his son, apparently, and chatted about him for a moment, reminiscing about a road trip of some sort. They told him they had started a landscaping business and were coming in to see if there was any work to be found. He shook their hands and wished them luck, then turned back to me, apologized and we continued our conversation. 

Because he is a man.

And he smells so fucking good.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s