or When Ryan Met Shannon
I really thought of just using "When Ryan Met Shannon" as the title today. It sounded so "When Harry Met Sally!" But as so often happens I hear a song and then realize that is the title for the post. So of course on the way to work the other day I heard this song on XM Radio's First Wave and thought hmmm.
|OMG, I'd like some of that sister love!|
But another footnote that might be overlooked is that that song, "the Sign," was the #1 hit in the US way back in spring, 1994 when a successful young entrepreneurial go-getter by the name of Ryan met a young, naive, incredibly hot, slightly grunge'ish/industrial techno rave girl named Shannon in a mid-sized mid-Atlantic southern town.
Yeah, back in April, 1994 surely nobody would have seen "the sign." Two people could have been no more different. We were like Wynona Ryder and Ben Stiller in Reality Bites. Except this time dorky Ben wins out over that dirty, grungy, goeted Ethan Hawke-like dude and Wynona ends up running the company.
Looking back I was such a guy. You see, I was a late bloomer/perverbial "nice guy." I'm not sure which came first but the bottom line was I didn't get laid much in my early college days. Something changed in me around 20 and I decided I was too good looking and funny to go around horny without prospects any longer. I got some courage and later some confidence and sort of took off in my last few years of college. And you guessed it, I started to become a guy.
Knowing Shannon then and certainly now you would never see her as falling for "a guy" like the guy I was back then. And back in spring, 1994 I surely was not looking for a relationship; I was too interested in enjoying the fruits of my new found confidence. But it's just when you ain't looking for "it" that "it" so often happens. It's probably the fact that you are not looking for "it" that makes you confident, laid back, and thus more yourself. And then it's all those things together that end up making you all the more attractive and of course making "it" find you just when you are not looking for "it."
Looking back I surely didn't deserve her at the time. I ended up doing everything possible to screw things up. I remember she would stop by every day to see me at work. We always spent a few moments chatting over morning coffee about anything and everything. But my politeness mixed with nonchalance I believe had her curious and curiosity is always what gets the girl even when you are not trying. She had her own work related reasons for seeing me but it didn't take long for my best work friend (Greg the hipster nouveau Elvis fan) to say "dang dude she's into you, when you goin' to snang that thang!" See we were totally guys!
Eventually I decide why not? So I asked Shannon to join me and the boys for a night of local minor league hockey (wow, what a romantic you say). Well that was my little "dip the toes in the water" ploy. If things went well I'd ditch the boys and go elsewhere. If not? Well there was always beer and hockey fights! Ladies, this is what you call guy logic.
Things did go well at the hockey game. Shannon seemed into me and she was certainly WAY hot. She was cute at work but now completely dressed to impress, I was in fact - impressed. Enough impressed to say to the group, "hey we should go check out the **** at **** after the game (note - local band at local club)." Shannon said "sure." The guys, on cue of course, said they needed to make it an early night. This is what's called bro-code, we were such guys.
We had a great time at the bar and in fact closed it down. I took her home. Nothing happened that night but we made plans for the next weekend.
That next weekend we made plans to see a band at the ***** *****. We were going to meet around 9 pm. Problem is a side bar happened. The type of side bar that only happens to guys.
|Kelly II looked like this Melissa|
hot, kind of like dueling Melissa Joan Harts. But I'm digressing now, but again you see - total guy!
|Kelly I looked like this Melissa|
Long story short - I didn't leave the restaurant until about 9:05 pm and it was about a 20 minute drive to the bar where I was supposed to meet Shannon. Geez, guys get into the most trouble when all we want to do is get laid!
Actually, give me credit for being considerate. I had called my roommate Joey around 8:55 realizing my predicament and had asked him to go to the bar where I was supposed to meet Shannon and cover for me for a few minutes. He was on the couch drinking beer and watching the Rangers and wouldn't budge! It's a real shame when a guy won't cover for another guy isn't it!
Which by the way, Joey, it's been 20 years but FU! Hey, I really shouldn't say that, Joe is a great guy despite his Jersey mullet. He was so Jersey, I remember spending about an hour one night trying to explain the meaning to him of the saying "as a crow flies." Ladies, these are the types of intellectual conversations guys have when we are not chasing women.
Anyway, I rushed to the bar!
When I got to the bar it was so crowded I couldn't get in. I waited for about 30 minutes, the line didn't move. Somewhere in there was the girl I was supposed to have sex with later tonight and I couldn't get to her. See, this is how guys think.
I hung out at a bar across the street which was a combination sleezy bar/laundromat; pathetic, I know. I watched to see if she left or if I could get in. The line never moved, nobody was leaving. In desperation I called her at home. I know you millennials out there are saying "why didn't you just text her dipshit!" Well, my young friends if you can believe it Al Gore hadn't invented the internet yet and mobile phones were things only Gordon Gekko had and we certainly hadn't heard of a smart phone. Luckily, I caught Shannon at home. She had left a long time ago when I didn't show. She seemed like she appreciated the phone call but I was sure I had screwed up. No guy deserves any good will after that you know!
To add insult to injury I had to work the next day (Saturday). I was miserable, not only hung over but suffering from lack of sex that was oh so close and yet, sadly now, so far away.
|I'll let slide this time, you'll pay later!|
|She had red hair back then|
Looking back it's so hard to imagine that such a typical guy could have won the interest of such a brainy, cerebral, girl. And now looking back it's even harder to imagine that the smart, savy, world traveling women that girl became has decided to keep that same guy around for so many years.
Oh well, 20 years later and I don't think either of us have really seen the sign! But here we are nonetheless. :)