Meeting Jeff.
I first met Jeff at work I was working in a parts store for cars and trucks, he was your typical backyard mechanic. Jeff was a rough looking guy, he needed a shower, clean clothes, someone to basically take care of the man. Every time he came in, he came to my desk for service. I could figure out what he needed by the weird description he gave me of the part he needed.
I first noticed Jeff as he walked around our store looking at different things, mufflers, batteries, toneau covers, headache racks, for the back of his half ton. Jeff drove an older Chevy truck, it needed a paint job, he had actually fixed it up really well. Once complete it would be a show stopper, he planned to do truck shows, Jeff lived and breathed cars and trucks.
Jeff was a man a few words, he would come up to my counter and tell me what he was looking for and if I could find him the best deal on the parts he needed. I of course did all I could to help the guy out, I found myself so attracted to him.
From his dark wavy hair, to his dark mysterious eyes, he had a shag type hairstyle, long in the back, short on the sides and longer on the top. Jeff combed it back with his Chevy hat on at all times, he needed his eye brows trimmed and separated, his beard was a wiry mess. His neck needed to be trimmed and shaved, the man needed a shower and clean clothes as well.
Jeff was very slim, his clothes hung on him, his pants held up with his well worn belt. His clothes always so dirty, between oil and grease, and dirt from working under cars and trucks. I checked for a wedding ring, but there was none to be found. He seemed to be a loner, one of those guys who fades in the background where no one sees him, I know he caught my radar.
Jeff made my day each time he came in our store, I actually looked forward to seeing him, he was not much of a talker but he did talk to me more than anyone else in the entire store. If someone tried to serve him he would pull back and wait till I was free to wait on him.
He always paid with cash, no credit cards or debit cards, even his money was covered in oil and grease. All I know is I liked the guy, I found him so mysterious, a little dark and a whole lot shy. I found the fact that he was shy one of my favorite things about him. He would turn so red as I chatted him up, even if my hand touched his as I gave him his change he would be shy about it.
When he would come in I always said hi to him as he walked in the store, he would give me a wave, always the shy quiet one. Things changed when he came in the one day, it was close to closing, I was finishing up with my last customer as he walked in.
"Hey Jeff how are you?"
I asked him as he walked in, my other two workers heading out the door as Jeff walked in.
"Hey Billy, I'm good how are you?"
I went and locked the door as the last two workers left, Jeff was worried it was to late to get what he needed.
"Jeff man it's all good what can I help you with today?'
Jeff explained what he needed, his description was a bit vague but I knew I could figure it out, I showed him on the screen what he might be looking for and he pointed it out what the exact part was he needed.
