February 22, 2019

Flirting at the Carwash

I got a carwash today. I pulled up to drop off my car, gathered my things and turned to open the door when the young man who was going to vacuum my car opened the door for me. He had a sweet face and easy smile. When I stepped out of the car he noticed the tattoo on my ankle and asked how long I had had it for.

I told him it was about 20 years old. Without skipping a beat he asked me “So you got it when you were 5?” Before I knew what was happening I started to giggle and may have actually flipped my hair back as I laughed a little too loud. Dear Lord. I was mortified and couldn’t find words, so I just laughed. Not a normal laugh either.

A high-pitched, ridiculous giggle kind of laugh. I walked away and as I approached the door I begged myself to not look back. Don’t look back, don’t look back, don’t look back. As I told myself not to look back for the last time before reaching the door, I looked back. Damn it. He was looking at me and gave me a tilt of his head and a wave.

Before I could process what was happening, I giggled and flipped my hair again. Oy vey. I can never go back so now I need to find a new carwash, which is a drag because they do a really good job. When I went in to pay I was still giggling like a little girl. It was embarrassing to be sure, but it also made my day. I’m still smiling about it now.

This 20 something kid flirted with a woman old enough to be his mom and the truth is I appreciated it. It was harmless and charming. I had a stressful day with work and this kid made me put it all aside and take a moment to remember life is good. The simple act of kindness from a kid flirting gave me a clear perspective.

Not only did I benefit from the flirting, but so will anyone else I cross paths with today because now I’m feeling a little flirty myself. I went to the carwash with a dirty car and a stressed mind, but I left with a clean car and a clear head. I'm grateful for the reminder to count my blessings. I am thankful and keeping the faith.