I originally wrote this piece in January on my Tumbr. Enjoy.
Let me tell y’all a little story about missed opportunities.
So I’m leaving work. Walking to the train so I can head uptown to meet my sister at this Nas event.
Anyway I see this man walk by tailored down to the socks. I’m like I need me one of those.
I go in the subway and catch the 7 to go to the east side so I can get to the 6 train.
Once I get up on the 6 platform, I started walking to a spot I felt most comfortable and something says stop. So I stop.
I look up. In front of me (back turned) young man brown jacket, suitcase — looking right. (Not the same from earlier) But he turned around and he was fine.
I said alright. Gotta make myself noticed. So I stood right there.
The train comes. We both get on the same car. It’s crowded but I can see him in my peripherals. And I’m not sure if he’s eyeing me at this point. But I KNOW he is. I’m usually right. I felt his vibe.
I get to 96th street. He gets off too. Is he goin to the Nas event too? Probably.
So I lose him in the sea of people as they disperse once outside. I see a Starbucks across the street. I’m congested (freakin’ cold smh). So I go get tea.
As I’m crossing to the street, guess who I see again? Brother crossing from the opposite direction, looking dead In my face. I say “Hi…”
He’s on the phone. I don’t think he heard me. So I thought I got curved. Then I said well I tried.
Anyway after sipping mint tea and eating “French” cookies, I walk down to 92nd street to meet my sister.
Walk in and who do I see again seated? Old boy. At this point I’m like I know this guy at least notices me. I just know. But then I don’t.
After the Nas event is over, there are hundreds of people leaving at the same time. My sister and I start walking back to the 6 train. Then I see the same brown coat from earlier walking a couple spots ahead of me.
He then goes in a deli. My sister and I walk pass. A few moments later, I hear “so you was at the Nas show too, I saw you on the train.”
So you’d think at this point everything’s cool. He’s trying to seal the deal but he’s not quite getting there.
Then I’m being mad awkward and I don’t really know what to say. Silence ensues. My sister is probably thinking what’s going to happen next here.
We all walk in the subway. He’s running out of gas and so have I, and no one knows what to say next.
I walk to the card machine to juice my metrocard. He does the same. Last chance.
Eventually after I think of nothing to say, the train is coming. He says good night.
Uptown and downtown trains come right away so I have no time to peep and see which way he went. I jump on the downtown train and say…
-Natelege Whaley (Nateiege)
Have you ever missed an opportunity with someone before and kicked yourself for it? Tell me about it, maybe we can feature it on the site.