
I’m 24, it’s 1986 and this particular night I happened to be in Colorado Spring’s most popular nightclub celebrating my recent divorce. I literally bumped into him. He was quick to introduce himself as Rip and we struck up a brief conversation. He said “My roommate is the manager here. He hired a couple of limos for the ZZ Top concert in Denver next weekend and a few of us are going up for the show. I need a date and I’d like you it to be you. Beyond his cowboy boots and leather jacket this was a ”beautiful mess of a man”. This Rip guy was a rugged, long-haired, bearded construction worker dude with a nice smile. Just my type! Problem was his leather jacket and cowboy boots had to go! I told him I’d think about the date and went directly to the lounge, found an old ticket stub in my purse and jotted down my name and number. He was leaning against the bar. As I walked behind him I tucked the stub into his back pocket and kept walking. I know, it didn’t take much convincing did it? Honest, I wasn’t usually that easy.
He phoned two day later and before I gave him my answer he told me this: “There may be some illegal activities going on in the limo so I just wanted to warn you.” *Gulp!* Illegal activities?? Listen, I was always a good girl, the most I ever did up to this point was to sneak out night as a teenager and I was probably the only one to ever get caught on their first attempt! Certainly nothing illegal though. Odds are, this may not end up well so this date would need some serious consideration. Our conversation flowed that day as I found out that Rip had the gift of gab! I could tell our differences were many but there was something about him I found irresistable. I couldn’t help thinking that he and I would make a most unlikely pairing. I could tell that he needed a girl like me to smooth out his rough edges. In retrospect, I think I needed his wild side to help me become wise to the world. In the end and without much hesitation, I said I’d go but with one consolation, the illegal activities would be acceptable but leave the cowboy boots and leather jacket home. He agreed he would.
On the day of the concert he pulled up in his souped-up ‘79 Camaro blaring Black Sabbath. I laughed when he stepped out of the car wearing a ridiculous blue Hawaiian shirt and pink high-top cons. *Ah geez, these edges would take a lot of smoothing.* I asked to see his driver’s license so I could take down his info and leave it for my roommate (ya never know). He smiled as he reached into his back-pocket saying, “You can keep it ’til we get back.” The limo ride was eventful as warned, a lot of folks who worked at the bar showed up and he was right about the illegal activities as blue smoke filled the air and it began snowing heavily in the limo. For some reason this good girl didn’t mind much though. Rip was charming and talkative. He sensed my uneasiness and he paid careful attention to my comfort level. In spite of the many alcoholic beverages on-board that day, I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Rip didn’t drink alcohol. This to me was confusing but an added perk to his enigmatic style.
After the show and upon getting back to my apartment, I realized I didn’t have my keys and my room-mate had locked the place up tight. I was shocked at how quickly Rip gained entry through a locked window! Any rational person would have raised an eyebrow to this but at this point I was already in love and nothing much else mattered. We talked some more, I gave his license back and he left. In the end, it was a great night. The only thing I could think of now was, when can I see him again and how many dates until I tell him about my son?
*In three months time my friend will be having a Halloween party. Will I be able to convince Rip to go as a genie wearing gold pointy shoes and a turban? The answer is in the photo in my sidebar.
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