Brunette, high black boots, 7:30 AM, Market-Spear-Mission

Strikingly attractive brunette, high black boots, short skirt, nice little knees poking out, 7:25 AM this morning (Tuesday) Market Street made a right on Spear. Looked like you were walking into the building on the corner of Spear and Mission, but the light changed and I had to move on for fear that the large angry testosterone filled truck driver behind would get out and kick my ass, not that I was sweating her, just didn’t think it was cool to be blocking traffic, pondering how to get next to you. You were walking too quickly (couldn’t tell if it was the determined-to-get-to-my-desk- before-7:30-and-kick-some-ass walk, or the malodorous-people-dispensing-fliers-leave-me-alone walk, or it could have been, god forbid, the ignore-the-cute-professional-guy-checking-me-out walk) for me to catch the menacing ring finger. Whatever the walk, or ring finger status, you simply must respond to my bellow of pining. If not you, then your friends or coworkers who are reading this blog and know exactly whom I am talking about. Do a good deed, go over, and let her know.