I either have a friend, or a stalker.

Yesterday at work, I hardly had a second to breath—my section was full all day and I didn’t leave the restaurant for well over an hour after my shift ended. And just as I was about to collapse, David—my Craigslist friend who brought me to the Avalanche game and met up with me for Team USA’s whooping over Canada—stopped by Denny’s after a job interview for some cheese fries and a coffee.

I was in the middle of being heckled by truck drivers and hassled by my manager, but the sight of a friend really brought a smile to my face.

So I guess he’s a friend, not a stalker.

Hockey has been the bonding factor behind our friendship but, as I described in my previous post, David is a fun loving dude who has far too much free time on his hands. I’m sure many of you know how the job application process can leave you feeling underwhelmed. I only hope his drop in was as uplifting for him as it was for me.

At one point, while David was seated, my manager went for his usual table checks. I told him not to worry about table 71, as he was a friend. A co-worker jokingly shouted out, “You have friends?”

All kidding aside, I’m happy to say, “Yes, I am not a loner, anymore.”

Last night I went to David’s apartment to watch some more Olympic hockey. Since we weren’t meeting in a loud place, like in past interactions, we actually had a chance to delve past our lean similarities—our interest in hockey and ability to laugh. We had a chance to talk like real friends.

I learned about his 19-year-old drug dealing neighbor—business is not good considering Denver’s widespread acceptance of medicinal marijuana, a cadaver could qualify to legally smoke pot—and about the lesbians who trounce around naked in the apartment just outside his living room window.

Aside from his neighbors, David loves movies—he may have purchased every DVD Blockbuster has ever sold—and he has two cats, which I think says a lot about him. One of his cats, Smokey I believe is his name, was rescued by way of Craigslist.

We each had two excellent pizza slices from the hole in the wall pizzeria a block from his house and watched Canada destroy Germany, a game I mostly didn’t care about—though it would have been nice to see Sidney Crosby lose.

And, my social calendar has continued to stay booked. On Friday I have plans to play racquetball again with my friend from the weekend and I might even play my boss from Lovesac on Saturday.

On a final note about my finances: I am debt free. After a $59 day and a paycheck from Denny’s, I have gotten out of the red. Now with a month left, I believe I should have enough money to pay my rent and insurance without sinking again.

Thanks to everyone for suggesting my third city. Please keep them coming!

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