A story about Clay Aiken
i work at the Turning Stone Casino in Oneida, NY…
and Clay Aiken had a concert there…
the day of the concert, he was receiving a tour from the manager of the Spa, i work at the cafe there as a cook…
well, a very tall, beautiful man comes walking in, hiding in a hoody and sweats…
they walk around the cafe dining area, and i am standing behind the counter, speachless and not beleiving what is before me…
the manager comes to the counter with Clay Aiken, and i hand him a menu…
i got to almost touch his hand, which he has such lovely long fingers.
well, he left after asking some questions about the menu and such, and didn’t come back… his concert was to start in a few hours… wimper!
well, at least i got to see him in person, before stage make-up and such… i think he was far more attractive this way… slight stubble, long, disheveled hair… and in sweat pants… hee hee
