Creeping With Roberta

I first met her when I was only thirty-nine. I was in the deli carrying a deck of cards when she sidled in. She was wearing a camouflage blazer, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her jaw, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the deck of cards down when she sashayed beside me. I guess she startled me, and I clumsily dropped the deck of cards right by her feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to creep.

After stumbling apologies, I asked her to go to the pizza parlor for a Jack Daniel's. She accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the pizza parlor, I learned that her name was Roberta, and that she was a cheesemaker. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a songwriter.

I guess it was love at first creep. Some might say we had piggy banks in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was nineteen years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still creeping for each other.