Big Clue #3

My DD is in a city with less than 7 total Dunkin Donuts. (city, not state).

Have fun!

Synchronicity

I’m a firm believer in kismet, synchronicity and soulmates. However, I don’t know if fate sets your experiences, or your experiences create your fate. But it is an unavoidable fact that things happen in groups and coincidences abound. My constant thoughts of HDDG have heightened my awareness of all the little details in my life. Every thing I hear, see, smell & do now reminds me of HDDG. Or maybe that’s just the unfortunate side-effect of overpowering lust. I hear the same 20 year old song everywhere, see things as soon as they pop in my mind, and am constantly reminded of a person I’ve never even met. He & I are on the same wavelength. The other day I heard three songs in a row on the radio; one song mentioned Dunkin Donuts in the lyrics, the next song made me think of a particular pair of shoes that were featured in the music video, and the third song was just an old favorite I’d forgotten about. It was still playing when I pulled in to my DD. I could see HDDG out in front of the counter mopping as I sat in the car for the last 15 seconds of the third song before turning off the engine. When I went inside, he was humming that song, and wearing the exact type of shoes I’d just been thinking about! The shoe thing was synchronicity (thinking of something or someone and having them/it appear).

So my question is this, am I seeing constant reminders of HDDG because we’re meant to be together? OR, are all the reminders popping up b/c I’m always thinking of him? The chicken or the egg?

DD Menage a Trois?

Boy am I a lucky girl!  After two days of not seeing HDDG, he was there today.  Not only that, but they have a new guy and OMG he is hot also!  Geez, it must be contagious.  Maybe I’m just turned on by coffee?  Or the uniform?  But wow, it’s great to be alive!

HDDG made my drink this morning, while the other hot guy got my bagel for me.   Talk about the perfect threesome. LOL

Yesterday I was so busy at work, I barely had time to think about HDDG.  I guess it’s good news, tells me there is life after DD.  I’m wondering if my lust is going to continue on as strong as it is now?  Can I expect it to start to subside, or maybe it will get worse?  God help me!

Don’t forget…Another big clue comes tomorrow.

Match.com?

I got to Dunkin after noon today and HDDG was nowhere in site.  So sad!  That’ll teach me to put my life ahead of my stalking (stalking is so much more important!).  From now on, I’ll have to get there before lunch.  At least it saved me $4. today.  I’m going to have to start a DD fund.  Maybe I can get a bank loan…“Ms. Coffee, what is the purpose of this loan?”   Hmmmmm, maybe not…

Well, I came back to the office and did something really weird.  I decided to go into Match.com and look for HDDG.  Why?  Because I’m crazy.    I guess I thought that if he’s single, maybe there is a teeny-tiny chance he’s subscribing to one of the dating services.  Worth a shot, right?  So I signed up for Match (and what a pain, you have to have an account and be signed in before you can read profiles!).  I entered a search for 20-30 y.o. guys within 20 miles of my zip code.  That’s all the criteria I entered, so to maximize my chances.  I looked through all two dozen pages of eligible bachelors, but my Prince Charming wasn’t there.  Go figure!  And by-the-way, my part of the world seems to have a very sad selection of single men, hopefully HDDG and I will meet, fall in love and marry.  Then I don’t have to worry about the slim-pickins.

Basically, I wasted 45 minutes of my day…

This one’s for Samantha…

Sam, I wanted to reply to your comment on Monday, Monday…

Samantha said:

“I had something almost exactly happen like that. I go to order some food from “Vince” (I’ve given him that name, lol) and my friends all of a sudden all show up there (like 3 of them) and start talking to me and by the time I turn to see if he’s still there, he’s gone. It sucked so bad.“

Yeah, that is the worst. Don’t your friends know you like “Vince”? I haven’t told any of my friends about HDDG, it just seems so juvenile (my crush on him). Well last week, one of my friends suggested we meet at Dunkin Donuts for a coffee break…I couldn’t say “NO” fast enough! I don’t know what I was more afraid of, her seeing how silly I act around HDDG (and then figuring out my secret), or the fear I had that the two of them would lock-eyes and fall in love forever…right in front of me. Silly, I know. She & I met at Starbucks instead…

Okay, I’ve been thinking long and hard about your predicament and I think I have the answer! Have you ever thought about concocting some really elaborate scheme to get the goods on this guy? Here’s what I have in mind… you enlist the help of a male friend. Find a guy you trust and brief him on “Vince”, then send him in to befriend your beloved. Your male friend and “Vince” become great friends. Then start having your friend talk about you as if you’re his ex-gf. Coach him to say things like “she is the most wonderful woman in the world and I can’t believe I let her get away”, and “I envy the man who ends up with Sam…lucky bastard!”.

Now here’s where you come in…everytime you see “Vince” act very nonchalant, like you don’t care anything about him…Soon, he’ll be yours.

It’s a simple plan really and I know it works because I saw it in a movie once…

Monday, Monday…

Do you ever have one of those days were everything that happens is just really stupid?  I’m not talking about a bad day, just a stupid one, and you wonder if maybe you’re always like this but just don’t usually notice it?

I started today by changing my shirt about 5 times.  I just couldn’t pick an outfit.  By the time I was in the car to work (and Dunkin Donuts), I realized I’d switched to a white blouse, but was still wearing a red bra.  So I had to go back home.

Second attempt to get to Dunkin Donuts: I was in the car again, with white bra/white blouse, but no cell phone (which ironically is red.  I guess I left everything red behind)!  Back again.

Third attempt to leave the house: This time I didn’t get far because I didn’t have car keys.

The good new is I got my exercise going up & down (and up & down, and up & down) the stairs.  Okay, now fast-forward to me standing in line at Dunkin Donuts.  HDDG is behind the counter and I’m just crossing my fingers that I finally get his line so I can try to talk to him.  My turn comes and I’m actually face-to-face with the sexiest man alive.  HDDG is right in front of me (WOW he’s hot!).  I’m open my mouth to speak and my cell phone starts ringing.  Not only is the volume set on high, but I’m rummaging all through my purse trying to find it to shut it off (of course in my haste to get out of the house I just threw it in the bottom of my bag instead of putting it in the little cell phone pocket on the inside). HDDG patiently waits as I finally find it and get it to stop ringing.  By this time, all I want is to get out of there before I make a real ass of myself, so I order a donut, instead of the time-consuming bagel and cream cheese I was planning to get. He bags it up, I pay and make a dash for the door just as my phone starts ringing again…

Saturday is a weekday

I set my alarm for 8:30 this morning, and hit the snooze for a long, long time.  I finally dragged myself out of bed at the crack of 10.  By 11:30 I was at Dunkin Donuts.  I know what you are all thinking right now…”It takes you over an hour to get ready in the morning?”  To that I reply, yes.  I’m not exactly a morning person and until recently my Saturdays consisted of sleeping until noon then laying in bed with my laptop and a smoothie.  However, this morning my sleep-deprived spirit was lifted when I found HDDG at work.  (And yes, the car I thought was his, is his…) It’s unfortunate that I’m never in his line, especially since he’s been very talkative with the customers lately.  Instead, I stand there (not more than 3 feet away from him) waiting for my order while he chats-it-up with random strangers.  In my mind I play-along and chat with him…(HGGD)”Did you see the game last night?“  (Me, in my mind)”Yes, can you believe so-and-so almost had a no-hitter…” And so-on until my bagel is bagged and in front of me and I’m forced to leave for lack of reason to stay…

To Stalk or Not to Stalk?

That is the question. It’s Friday night and I’m contemplating whether or not to get up early tomorrow & go to Dunkin’ Donuts. Somehow, I thought my obsession would be able to take weekends off. I mean, do I have to give up sleeping-in on Saturdays? Is this infatuation going to eat-up all the normalcy in my life until I’m no longer doing the things I once looked forward to doing? Is my whole world going to revolve around HDDG? Technically, I suppose that is the definition of stalking. But more importantly, would I even be able to make it to Monday without seeing him for two days?

So the question still remains…do I give up a Saturday of solitary freedom and get all gussied-up to go to DD? Until this morning, I wasn’t planning on it. But not seeing him behind the counter today leads me to believe he works on weekends as well (and special Thanks to startingtoday, a former DD employee, for pointing out that M-F shifts are rare at DD).  I guess the answer is that I won’t be happy until I know for sure.

Well then, no fun for me tonight…it’s past my bedtime.

Big Clue #2

For those you following along and trying to guess which DD employs my beloved HDDG, I have yet another elimination clue. This blog is only a week old and I’m really surprised at the amount of traffic I’m getting. I don’t know if it’s the unrequited love, or the Dunkin Donuts talk that brings all my visitors here, but Thank You for reading! It is so much fun reading your comments. I’m hoping to put up a DD Elimination page soon, and start weeding out DDs and states that don’t fit the ‘profile’ of the Dunkin where HDDG works. So send me info on your local hot Dunkin Donuts guys!!! I’m really just hoping that one person out there will send me info on *my* HDDG (and maybe a photo), without me having to tell everyone who he is…

So without further ado, HDDG works at a DD that is NOT visible from any highways. Okay, now go and eliminate…!

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P.S. I added my email to the sidebar.

The Fast and the Furious

I’m in very high spirits today. I didn’t see HDDG when I went in to Dunkin Donuts this morning. However, it wasn’t a wasted trip. I’ve been watching the employee parking lot behind the building and the same 3 cars are there every day. Well, today one of the cars was absent and so was my guy. So if my reasoning skills are correct, I’ve just figured out what car is his! Now I don’t have to keep going in and spending money when he’s not there.

My other thought is that HDDG may be working tomorrow, or Sunday (although he didn’t work last Sunday). I had started to think that he was a M-F kinda guy, but now I’m not so sure…