The tales of a business man.

Hello, hi, or however you greet someone. My name is Calvin, or CJ, but in these tales just call me Calvin. I am going to tell you some short true tales (seen through my eyes, and mind), about how one girl took me out of my daily routine, and down a Path that I have never once been in; a path of humanity.

Tale one: That eventful day

My day starts off pretty boring, I wake up, shower, brush my teeth, dress, then eat. Sometimes I shower then eat, then dress and brush my teeth. I try to spice it up every once in a while you know add some seasoning to my bland food. Then I am out the door. I drove a 2007 Nissan Sentra nothing special it was better then my old Pontiac or whatever it was was, I don't know it was a piece of junk of a car. Nothing in it worked like nothing at all in it worked I like to think that only one wheel worked in that car. Enough about my car trouble. Every morning I would get into my car and drive to an office not my office in particular but one of a potential client. You see I don't just work in a regular 9am-5pm but at a fun one, well I think its fun. To me it is like a kid working in a candy store. I am a graphic designer, but not just a logo one, I like to think of myself of a jack of all trades but a master of them all, yea I don't believe in that “Jack of all trades, but a master of none” I like to think I am good at all of it, animating, designing, cleaning, proofing. You know the whole shebang, I love the job its amazing to me.

As a matter of fact it helped me start my first mini “company” which I called Team Saphael, why did I go with that name? Its simple really, we all use to play a game together called Grand Fantasia. What is this “we” there is five of us total each of us are good at like a certain aspect of designing, one is good at making clothes one is good at textures the others something else. BUT moving on from that. Other wise I wont get to the main point of my tale.

On this day I was on my way to a cafe to do some business with a client, but not just any client THE CLIENT of clients to me. We decided to meet at a cafe called the Sky Cafe just because it was an easy place for both of us to access since I didn't want to impose on his business life. If that makes sense. I was there before him, you know better to arrive before them then to be after them. Some kind of logic I learned as a kid. So I had to even wear a suit, even though I like suits I wanted to be in sweats and a hoodie, but you know when you are really trying to get that foot in the door you got to put out all the stops. I guess.

Sweet I made it early, I always say when I know they aren't there. So I got a table, not to close to the door, not to next to people. Not really in ear shot of people, not to close to some wannabe novelist typing away his so called life work. To make it better I was not in the sun! Sorry my dear readers but I am not a people person, its not you guys its from my life. I don't have very many emotions you know, happiness, joy, sadness, jealousy, et cetra, et cetra, but you know what I do have a state of emotionless calmness. Where no matter how hard you try I never care. Didn't care for relationships because why distract myself from a career that I love, and can't put down ya know.

I looked around completely content with the fact that this is the perfect table no breeze from wind no nothing. Just as I was pulling out my phone, something caught my eye well “someone” caught my eye. Some woman in a corner red hair kinda long, big round glasses. She was reading a book I honestly can't say what the book was but she looked like she was enjoying it. Tsk whatever its just a book right? Well it looked really good because her eyes never left the page unless she was turning it. Whatever I told myself she's just some girl, who is here with he boyfriend. Not my problem, don't care I am here for work otherwise I would never be in this horrible coffee smelling place. God damn it why does it smell in here ugh! I looked away but seconds later I found myself looking at her again, red lipstick and soft white skin. Not many people can pull off the whole red lipstick thing, but she did. She wore a little to well like some kind of model well. I looked away several times looking at the overpriced cookies, back to her, at the horribly dressed baristas, back at her, she turned a page my heart jumped. Movement I said, wonderful sweet movement. Then a sip of her coffee from those strawberry colored lips. Which stained her white cup lid even more. She set the cup down then smiled at her book and continued reading.

Outside of graphic designing, I like science mainly psychology I love to study people find out what makes them think. So I watched her, but to my own surprise to a little to well ever move ever motion, my heard jumped and it raced. Interesting thing is that I am not interested in women nor guys (for any of you could he be gay people). I am not attracted to people but her, it must have been something in the lighting of the room the sun bounced around and made her stand out and sparkle, wait sparkle IS THIS GIRL SPARKLING!!!!??? now I know I am losing my mind. I blinked then looked up, what was I doing again? Oh yea waiting for a client (who I will just leave as client for now). Ugh this girl is just throwing off my game, I need to focus. Yet my dear readers I watched her not in a stalker I am going to kill you kind of way but in a she is beautiful admiring way. A sip of coffee followed by a smile then something new she glanced up, and we made eye contact I smiled she returned it back. I gulped hard and straightened my tie, my breathing became hard, my heart raced. She then looked back down to her book and went back to reading.

“Calvin, are you Calvin” I looked up and blinked “yea that's me” oh its the client. Oh yea that's right the logo. During his speech (which I hate that clients do “how old are you, its good to be doing something you love, how long have you been doing this” blah blah blah) I wasn't listening my eyes were glued onto that red headed beauty. (yea beauty I said it for the first time and meant it when I saw her, even though I said it to please my past relationships, and keep them off my case, and keeping them from keeping me from my work). She mesmerized me, I didn't know why. I was feeling things that I never felt before. I didn't like it, but I couldn't be rude and just rush up to her, and tell her your distracting me from work can you leave please. “yes sir I totally agree with you” I would say as my eyes drifted to her. Sip of her coffee making the red stain brighter on her lid then a smile. My eyes became fixed on her. Such beauty, such grace. All this at a coffee shop, after about 20 min of talking the client shook my hand and left.

I stayed behind running probabilities in my head, running every possible thing that could go wrong. I could walk up and say hi then her bf turns up. I could say hi and she could get creeped out, I could walk over and say hi and she could say hi and leave. So many things can go wrong, and so many things probably wont go right. I sat there messing with my hands. I am 23, I have been in a lot of different relationships. Why can I not talk to this simple girl? (simple? Yea just simple) I thought she probably can't even tell me anything I didn't know.

“hello there” she said with a smile.

WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED I was just sitting at my table thinking about what can go wrong I literally was not planning on talking to her.

“I couldn't help but notice that your really enjoying that book” I said looking at the book.

“I could see that” she said looking at me.

Brown eyes I thought. Red hair, brown eyes. She is not a ginger. She must have dyed it I said.

“Are you waiting on your bf to show up” what, who is this speaking for me these are not my words, who is inside my head, and why are you talking for me. I straightened my tie again getting ready to say goodbye.

“No actually, I am just reading a book and hanging out”. She said with a smile.

“My name is Calvin” Seriously who is talking for me.

“Katie”

“Do you mind if I sit?”

“ No not at all.”

“Thank you”

I sat down. No seriously who is talking now, this isn't me. I never approach people they always approach me. Great now I am sitting close to her.

“North Carolina”

Wait what, no seriously who is asking her questions, I swear I haven't opened my mouth at all, and said anything.

“Yea I do have a bf but its complicated”

I didn't ask that, I looked around. Seriously who is talking to her? Is she on blue tooth?

I sat there talking (well communicating) with her.

“I have to go now, and I think they are closing”

“Is there a way that I can talk to you”

A smile, followed by eye contact. My heart was beating fast as she wrote down her number, I couldn't breathe and I felt like my tie was choking me, and I adjusted it throughout our conversation. What am I feeling right now, its unsettling I said to myself.

We said our goodbyes and promised to text each other. Me, myself I went back to the“office” and sat down.

“Your late, normally your not late coming back” Tim my closet and trusted friend

“Yea I had ummmm things to do”

“I don't remember getting a text from you”

“I didn't have receipting”

“Huh interesting Calvin didn't tell us anything” Tyler spoke to me.

“Tyler shut up please”

Vibration in my pocket, my phone. Ughh that client again, I sighed then reached into my pocket. 709? whose area code is this? Great a wrong number

“hey :D”

A smile on my face, then I concealed it. Then looked up. Tim had a puzzled looked on his face, Tyler looked shocked.

“Is that a smile” Tim

“No I had something in my teeth” I said with a calm straight face.

“No that was a smile” Tyler

“Get back to work” I said looking at them with a straight face and a serious voice. Weird thing is that my voice is monotone, and I have like no kind of soul when I talk to them.

I reached into my pocket and texted her back.

“hey how are you”

I sat down looked at my computer screen, and began to work.

Bzzz bzzzz.

My phone again.........

TO BE CONTINUED.