Sitting Still With Tom

I first met him when I was only sixteen. I was in the dry cleaner carrying a skull when he tramped in. He was wearing an amber pacifier, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his heel, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the skull down when he crept beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the skull right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to sit still.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the art museum for a tequila sunrise. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the art museum, I learned that his name was Tom, and that he was a comedian. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a wrestler.

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