I can hear the bells

This is Chris. Chris is my soon to be husband. Kidding of course kind of. But really, this guy was the sweetest, talented most humble waiter I might have ever had. The second I saw him I lost my breathe and I kind of just stood in awe. Through conversation I learned he was an out of work actor surprise trying to make it big in the big apple. I, being crazy, asked him to sing a little bit for us. He was caught off guard but he happily obliged and sang a few measures of "If I were a Boy" (Upon request...). After this moment I really knew that we were destined to live in holy matrimony for the rest of our days. He didn't brag about his vocal ability or any project he was working on, simply that he was working hard to achieve his dream. 

Of course we've all met these out of work actors at some point in our NYC experience, for goodness sakes I work with a handful of them. However this one wasn't as arrogant as I've experienced and he wasn't shoving his latest and greatest achievement down our throat. He was just grateful to be living in this wonderful city and that he got to meet such eccentric characters (i.e my friends and I) on a daily basis. We complimented him on his great singing and he just shrugged it off claiming he was "no better than anyone else" but smiled warmly at our praise. 

On top of being my boyfriend I wish, he served as an inspiration to me. I'm not an actor, but I used to be. I gave up that dream because I was too afraid to pursue it and I couldn't handle the competitive attitude and cut throat motives that coincided with it. Then I meet this waiter who didn't seem to have those motives but just this raw talent and humble attitude. It wasn't just inspiring but it was refreshing. I very much enjoyed him as a waiter and a person.

 Whenever he'd go away and then come back I'd get excited like a young school girl, but this is not uncommon for me. He checked on us frequently, not out of any obligation but just because he enjoyed the company of our table (and maybe wanted to sing a little more but none of us asked). As the afternoon grew on he became more and more friendly. Although we had developed a tiny relationship I was too afraid to ask for a picture with him... HE WAS PRETTY, OKAY!? I GOT INTIMIDATED! But I did manage to sneak this creeper shot that I hope you all enjoy.

-Stephen: the crazy crush driven stalker