

Recently something remarkable happened to me. Something so cliché it shoots well past tasteful erotica and straight into a stereotypical porn set up *in real life*. It's starts about a year ago, with a broken dishwasher. I searched Yelp until I found a local appliance repair company. "D", a gorgeous y0ung man in his 20s with a delightful Israeli accent came to the house. He fixed the problem with the machine and after a nice little chat, went on his way. I didn't think much about it. Then, after several months, the dishwasher broke again. I still had "D"'s card stuck to the fridge with a magnet. I texted him and he came back. As he took the thing apart, troubleshooting, we talked. And talked and talked. I was surprised by his maturity, his life experience already at such a y0ung age, and most of all, his bright outlook on life. The conversation flowed easily, and didn't shy away from hard topics while never being a drag. He identified the problem, a dirty sensor, wiped it down and reset the dishwasher. The machine was apparently fixed. We said our goodbyes once more. I loaded the dirty dishes, threw in the detergent, and turned it on. It started to run a cycle, but then stopped, and a light began flashing to announce some mysterious error. The momentary annoyance with the delay faded when I realized I could call "D" back! He promised to return as soon as he could. I didn't have to wait long. He was back and filling up the kitchen with his bright, youthful energy once more. We talked about books and the conversation became playfully philosophical. The error had something to do with the water not being properly drained before attempting to run it again. It only took him minutes to sort it out. Bummer. As he was heading toward the front door, he turned back to me and said, "Well, since I fixed your dishwasher maybe we should finish this conversation over a drink." I was stunned. Yes, he was gorgeous and we had such a nice banter together, which is the hottest thing in the world to me, but... (looks around the room) who, me? I smiled like I wasn't totally in shock and said YES. We made tentative plans, and he left the house with a grin. to be continued...