The 7.10$ glass of milk.

Today I had lunch later than usual, normally my lunch at work is around 1PM. Today, because both the other guys in my team failed to tell me they were going to lunch later, I went out to lunch at close to 2PM.

So I headed down to the food court, at that time it wasn't very busy, even though it's Thursday. I decided to eat there instead of bringing it back to my desk.

I hate eating at my desk, because I'm scheduled to eat at 1PM, lots of co-workers don't realize that when they come and ask me questions for projects etc I'm actually on my lunch hour, which is of course not paid.

That is a pet peeve of mine.

At any case I was having some chicken breast and Greek salad when I noticed the pretty red-head who makes the best milkshakes in the area walking by. I've always found her attractive, partly because she is exactly my type, and partly because it's a well known fact that the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

Lots of women wrongly assume the best way is through the ribcage, with a knife.

She is much younger than I am, probably in her early twenties, not that it makes a difference these days, my sister is about to marry a man who is not only one of the nicest persons I've ever known, but also about 20 years older than she is. She's never been happier.

Me neither, my wife makes me quite happy. But the sight of the milk-shake girl, who besides the fact that she has red hair, also happens to be curly -I'm a sucker for curly hair on women- reminded me that I hadn't had a milk-shake in a while.

So I decided that after my chicken was finished, I'd go walking in the interconnected malls for a while, then go for a milk-shake to bring up to my office.

I finished my meal, got up and started walking aimlessly. I was looking for a gift for my wife in occasion of our upcoming wedding anniversary/Valentine's day.

I failed to find anything interesting, at first I wanted to look at jewelry, but my wife, who is impossibly allergic to gold cannot wear earrings.

It was all triggered by a navel piercing she got after ignoring my advice telling her not to do it.

Also because of her job where she's not allowed to wear jewelry I prefer to give her something else, besides I gave her a diamond ring last year.

I walked through a couple of stores, shoes, purses, pens, perfume.

I decided that I'd get her a certificate for a massage.

I'm actually going to find someone who does that in your home, I'm sure it exists.

If not I'll just go down to MATIS and get her a gift certificate there.

On the way back up to my office I stopped at the milk-shake place and the red-head wasn't there. I suppose it was her day off. Instead there was a girl, four times her size, who for 7.10$ made me a 500ml glass of milk.

So now that I've got my wife's anniversary gift under control, I can only hope she gets me what I really want for mine: A threesome.

I think I can talk the red-head into it.