I saw you in one of the checkout lines at the Fry's in Scottsdale at 90th St and Via linda. You were in front of me in line with your back toward me, so I didn't notice you. I was looking at the magazine rack, and then you spoke to me. You said the items I had placed on the belt looked like an interesting dinner(a bag of mixed nuts and a can of Arnold Palmer ice tea). I turned to look at you, and said, "it was just something I was craving all day". After a moment you then asked when the FBR golf tournament was, I replied with the dates and you said, "oh".
We met for the second time on a London (Heathrow) bound flight on a beautiful sunny Spring afternoon. Your eyes locked onto me the moment you saw me walking down the aisle. Coincidentally, my allocated seat was next to yours but as I approached our row I noticed that all the nearest overhead bins were full and, as I was also annoyed with you for staring at me all the way down the aisle, I continued past you to find an empty space for my jacket and bag further down our section of the plane.