One individual in particular was a joy to spend time with because he has such passion for, well, everything, as I found out. In our meetings he cut to the point immediately, made plenty of jokes along the way, but was all about getting to the answer. He listened and was appreciative of expertise and input that was not his own ideas, and yet I never doubted who was the leader in the room. His passion extended beyond his work and an interesting dinner conversation began like this.
- Scene: New restaurant in downtown Denver.
- Surroundings: hip, happening, all waitresses slinky and sexy in black short skirts.
Me: [commenting on wait staff] Well, they're hot but they're slow...I guess you are supposed to forgive them because they're so damn hot (made by me, not one of the men at the table)Him: Yes....these girls are hot, but I have to say, I've been married to my wife for about 15 years and she has NEVER been hotter than she is right now.
Me: [melting] really?
Female Colleague (His "Work Wife"): What is it, do you think, that makes you feel that way?
Him: Honestly? [sips drink] I think it's her bootie. Damn, she's got a fine bootie.
Me: [laughing] Tell us more.
Him: I can't keep my hands off her...if it wasn't for those damn kids...we'd be all over each other all the time.
Me: Oh - you have kids - how old are they?
Him: [deep drink, deeper sigh] The boys are 3 and 5.....
Me: Oh how swe....
Him: NO. No. No. They are not sweet. [eyes twinkling, but shaking his head miserably] They are HORRIBLE. Just Horrible. If I could just get rid of them, it would be just me and my wife again....then, let the games commence!
Not exactly the conversation you might have around the conference room table, which is why I enjoy the dinner opportunities. But how cute was it that all the 20-something hotties couldn't detract from him thinking about his hot 40-something wife at home and his "horrible" kids that just keep him from getting in her pants 24/7.
He's now officially on my favorites list.