Yesterday, I was in Columbus Circle and had a strong hankering for a hot dog. Not just ANY hot dog, one of those famous New York street hot dogs. I spotted a cart and headed over.
I reached into my purse and pulled out only $1.25. Since I wasn't sure how much it would be I walked over to the cart hoping the price was exactly what I had. Unfortunately, it was $2.00. Ah man!!! $.75 short.
I started to decline the hot dog, clearly disappointed that I was short the cash. But then the most amazing thing happened. This stunningly, good looking, tall, man walked up to me. He had wavy dark, brown hair, bright green eyes and a smile that could light up the heavens. We locked eyes and he said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Truly, it was magic. We proceeded to get wrapped up in conversation all the while eating our delicious street dogs and found out that we were super compatible. One thing led to another and I found myself on the back of his white horse riding off into the sunset to live happily ever after.
Ok, so that's not what REALLY happened but wouldn't that have been the BEST story to tell your friends and family and someday your children? (Sigh) A girl can dream, can't she?
Instead, the hot dog vendor asked me how much I had. I said, “$1.25”. He smiled and said, “That would be fine.”
I walked away single but satiated.
In the end I got my hot dog and for a whole $.75 less than the average selling price! And even though I didn't meet the man of my dreams at the hot dog stand that day, I did get a really yummy street treat for a really good price. Lucky dog? Yeah, I think so.
[NOTE: I wrote this back in 2011. I met my husband in 2014. It's weird how I seemingly described him even before meeting him. I'm convinced it was pure manifestation.]
I reached into my purse and pulled out only $1.25. Since I wasn't sure how much it would be I walked over to the cart hoping the price was exactly what I had. Unfortunately, it was $2.00. Ah man!!! $.75 short.
I started to decline the hot dog, clearly disappointed that I was short the cash. But then the most amazing thing happened. This stunningly, good looking, tall, man walked up to me. He had wavy dark, brown hair, bright green eyes and a smile that could light up the heavens. We locked eyes and he said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Truly, it was magic. We proceeded to get wrapped up in conversation all the while eating our delicious street dogs and found out that we were super compatible. One thing led to another and I found myself on the back of his white horse riding off into the sunset to live happily ever after.
Ok, so that's not what REALLY happened but wouldn't that have been the BEST story to tell your friends and family and someday your children? (Sigh) A girl can dream, can't she?
Instead, the hot dog vendor asked me how much I had. I said, “$1.25”. He smiled and said, “That would be fine.”
I walked away single but satiated.
In the end I got my hot dog and for a whole $.75 less than the average selling price! And even though I didn't meet the man of my dreams at the hot dog stand that day, I did get a really yummy street treat for a really good price. Lucky dog? Yeah, I think so.
[NOTE: I wrote this back in 2011. I met my husband in 2014. It's weird how I seemingly described him even before meeting him. I'm convinced it was pure manifestation.]