This weather brought a thought to my mind:
Last year, while working at the Country Club, I had some sick, twisted crush on a man who was a customer there.
He was married, and I never yearned to touch him. God, no.
He wasn't intelligent or very attractive or even polite. In hind sight, he was actually quite obnoxious most of the time.
But when he'd tell a joke, he'd glance over at me to see if I was laughing or trying to hold back a smile.
And that...
That's what I think I liked about him.
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