Finding Mr. Wonderful

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Finding Mr. Wonderful

Everything started roughly 4 months ago, roughly January. I am a 19-year-old college student and a manager full-time at Taco Bell. So I don't really have a lot of time for a personal life. But I still noticed all the men that came in. I worked a cash register a lot and so that put me up front with people everyday. I got to know my regulars--they came in every day and ordered the same exact thing. There were plenty of men that are very outspoken, and those are the ones that got ignored. Then in January I started noticing this one young man coming in frequently right before lunch hour struck. He, of course, ordered pretty much the same thing everyday, and so I started to find out as much as I could about him. It was obvious he liked tattoos--he's covered in them. He drove a dirty blue truck, with tires that were too big, and a rebel flag license. I couldn't tell if he was a redneck or a rocker, or a biker or what. He always had that different look to him. One thing for sure, he was cute, and he noticed me too.
I'm a shy person by nature, but as I worked as a manager, I started to finally come out of my cocoon a bit. That means I had the nerve to talk to everyone but him! One day I finally asked him about his tattoos; you see, i like them too. I had one at the time on my forearm, and I was considering another. I expected this tattoo guru to be of some help. But nothing there, all his were mostly from Japan. Aha! I had some information. Why had he been in Japan? I also noticed that he smoked, which lost him some points there, because I am very anti-smoking, but that's just one thing. There were two other ladies currently working days with me and we had fast become close. I shared with them my findings and curiosities, and they pushed me to speak to the unknown wonderful. I couldn't.
About mid-January my older brother came to work at Taco Bell as a General Manager. He is very outspoken and decided to take matters into his own hands. He told Mr. Wonderful that I thought he was cute and nice, just slipping the comment in as a byline. Mr. W jumped at the bait, "You mean the girl with the tattoos?" (I had just recently gotten another one and showed it off) My brother speedily handed over my number with a hint to take her on a date, she needed one. All this took place without my knowledge.
That evening as I was getting off work, my cell phone rang, with an unfamiliar number. I answered, "Hello?"
"Is this Juanita?"
"Yes, who's this?"
"Robert. Do you remember me?"
(Of course I knew the voice!) "Yes. How did you get my phone number?"
Thus the conversation went. He asked me for dinner the next evening, came and picked me up, and we had a wonderful time. I was a little nervous and didn't speak much, but he wasn't as shy as me. We ate Japanese (coincidence, no) and I tried sushi for the first time in my life. Then we played chess once he brought me back home. The next night was movies at his house for at least 9 or 10 hours and finally we got to sleep at 6 in the morning. That was the beginning of a great relationship. [/code]