After flipping through a few profiles and flashing back to his former love, Cade meets up with a coworker at Baja for some warm weather cocktails. His coworker’s companion looks a lot like Whoopie Goldberg. When two more of his coworker’s friends join, JC gets preoccupied.
“Why do you keep looking at that guy?” says Giada or Tina.
“He’s beautiful,” I respond. Thad raises his beer, as do Whoopie and her friend. Whoopie makes another comment about the pretty boys. I set my beer onto the table and excuse myself.
Dashing off, I hear Giada and Tina inquiring Thad about me, “Why are you friends with someone who’s gay?” “That’s disgusting.” “Do you fool around together?”
In “Chasing Craig” news, this e-mail was sent to us from Richard:
Jon and I used to work together at a coffee shop in Carytown several years ago. I won’t say which.
We often opened the store together, arriving at 5:30 or 6 in the morning.
Usually, we were hungover or still drunk from the night before and incoherent, but we always pulled it off. When there was the first customer lull, around 9 or so, we used to duck behind the espresso bar with an empty whipped cream canister and some cartridges. After a few whippets, and our heads feeling like the inside of a tunnel during rush hour traffic, we’d stumble around the dining area until caught off guard by the next customer. At lunchtime, we took turns heading up the street for a beer or a whiskey. Jon really made those long morning hours pass quickly. We had so much fun. We fell out of touch when we both moved out of Richmond.
I plan to look him up the next time I am in Richmond.
Cheers Jon. Keep the mornings and the nights long.
Oh, the life of a barista. Keepin’ it real Jonny Cake.
We’re still Chasing “Craig.” If you’ve seen this man about town around town, e-mail us at firstname.lastname@example.org.