Friday, May 30, 2008

Do you like AC/DC?


Have you ever had a New York moment? You know the kind when you are wandering down the street and bump into a total stranger who looks familiar and just start talking. Well that is how I met Bank-guy.

I met Bank-guy at the Bank, by accident. I literally walked into him. So we did the usual “sorry” and then he asked me out. “I can’t let you out of my sight now,” he said. To my surprise I said yes.

Well, after a couple of days Bank-guy took me to Bricco’s up on 56 and 8th. It is this cute and cozy Italian joint. We sat down and he did something that totally turned me off. He asked me what he should order. How am I supposed to know what you are in the mood for? So I ordered for the both of us.

Then he started talking music. “Do you like the band AC/DC? I love AC/DC,” he said. For the next half an hour I learned everything I needed to know about the band, from their first album High Voltage until they became the greatest heavy metal bank of all time.

Then the conversation paused. He took a breath and asked, “Do you like music too? Do you listen to AC/DC?”

“No, but I’ve been AC/DC does that count?” I joked.

“Well AC/DC’s best album…” he rattled on.

So I sat there and listened for a bit. “So what do your friends like to do?” he asked.

“Go AC/DC,” I joked again. “We like to make out, you know, with each other,” I said sarcastically.

No reaction.

“Do you like AC/DC. I like AC/DC.” Then he continued to prattle on about the band.

As we were leaving the restaurant, I thanked him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I was not Thunderstruck, but he was with his favorite band. This is why New York moments never work out. Strangers are stranger than ever now a days, but the only way to get to know them is to sometimes go to dinner to measure those currents of chemistry.

“Wait a minute. I paid for dinner. You owe me a kiss, a real one, and maybe more,” Bank-guy said.

“Go kiss, AC/DC,” I replied. - Ruby