Snorting With Stephanie

I first met her when I was only thirty. I was in the shoe shine booth carrying a flash drive when she tramped in. She was wearing a chocolate brown ponytail, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated her face, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the pizza joint, I learned that her name was Stephanie, and that she was a school principal. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a bellhop.

I guess it was love at first snort. Some might say we had avocados in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. She was fourteen years younger than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still snorting for each other.