Woah

I decided to go out and eat lunch today (smoked turkey and brie wrap with honey mustard, yeah!). I was looking for a table to sit at and noticed there were no empty ones. I ended up sitting with this guy at one of those four person tables, but across from him. The scary part was that he looked exactly like Rex from Desperate Housewives, ten years younger. Scary. We actually started talking, which was also a little weird, because normally people in Manhattan are so good at being totally alone even when they are among people. Maybe he was flirting, maybe not, but I just thought it was odd how much he looked like a tv character. And then there is that little part about how Bree (from the show) and I share the same OCD traits.