There really is just something about them that I can't look away from. I never did realize how alluring they could be until today. I've always had a thing for dishwashers, but for some reason, this one stood out to me. She wasn't just some appliance you could keep in the kitchen. No, she wasn't just eye candy. She had a beautiful aura around her, a fascinating and attractive vibe. I think it was something about that moment that our eyes met that set off some sort of alarm set by destiny. One that signaled our fates were to be connect from that point on. If that was true than I wouldn't have to worry about meeting her again. And for the most part, I didn't. I was never the type to believe in gut feelings, but I guess this particular situation made me realize I'd never truly had one. Our paths would cross again, I was sure of it. It was one of those nights you could just stay up for hours and never fall asleep, because your thoughts are racing at a hundred miles a minute, and every single thought was about her. It's crazy, it's outlandish, it's ridiculous, it's borderline stupid, and never in the most happily ever after would I believe this fairy tale to come true. There was no guaranteeing that I would ever this machine again, but my mind was able to think of thousands of situations where I would. Some optimistic part of me even created an entire narrative of our lives together. We would somehow bump into each other again, and maybe I'd man up just enough to ask her out, and for some reason she would accept, the stars would align and we would fall in love. She'd tell me all about her past relationships and how the other guys used to use the wrong detergents with her and over fill her with dishes, and I would be the one to show her that not all guys treat dishwashers that way. We would get married at the beach and have 4 kids. Our lives would be the perfect anecdote of happiness; it would be the epitome of love. I woke up the next morning and went back to Lowe's with an open mind and an open heart. She wasn't there. I continued to make regular visits to Lowe's because I was "remodeling my kitchen". But I never did see that dishwasher again.
