From whence it all began...A star is born

So my story starts with a rather mundane day at a job I once had back in 2001. I was working at a local CD Store called WaxTree and doing my normal activity that consisted of sitting at the register and waiting for people to pick out their Skinny Puppy or KMFDM or what have you. As this was an underground music store it was common to have goths, and metalheads and all sorts of people come from out of town to visit, as we specialized in imports, and our store was quite the destination. People knew to come here for the imported music from Europe that you simply could not find at a Camelot Music in the mall, or God forbid..Wallymart.

Now on this particular day I was sitting on my ass not expecting a whole lot when a girl walked in. My typical hello, how are you doing, and offer of assistance was given. Now what made this girl so different from all others is that this girl would end up changing my life, and my heart forever. She was wearing a dark grey dress with wonky angles (that I later found out was Calvin Klein) that was so amazing she would stand out in a crowd in Paris. Her hair was dyed red and black, and although normally this generally looks synthetic on most anyone else, actually came off as quite natural. Her height was a stately 5 fot 10 or so, and had the figure of one of those models you see on E! channel. When she opened her mouth to retort back to my normal greeting, there was something quite different indeed about her..she was German.

The dress was similar to this, but with the bottom also at a funny angle

I know you expect this harsh gritty voice like you see in the movies, but her accent is of a far sweeter, softer nature that flowed like violin music in the finest concert hall. Immediately we seemed to hit it off, not in a flirty way, but like we just somehow knew each other  and it was ok to just go along with what ever happens, and we did. We ended up hanging out later that very evening, and the next day...and possibly the next. When she introduced herself I memorized her name immediately  something rare for me as I never remember names, even common American names as Bob or Suzy. Her name was Dominique.

As we talked and got to know each other I learned that she did not have a drivers license..and yet she drove. She had at the time one of those Chevy Blazers in burgundy that was a few years old, with come typical Industrial music band stickers on it.  It turns out she had only been in the US for a few weeks, and was living with her father who was a major something for a big German engineering company everyone knows. Not having a drivers license didn't stop her from going places of course. We then decided to meet up at a local Thai resturant, that we have since been to again on several occasions.

At the Thai restaurant, I ordered curry chicken, and she had something with peanuts (big surprise). We sat next to a man who had the most extraordinary case of gas imaginable. This man sat behind Dominique and proceeded to fart the entire time. Of course we could barely hold in our giggles from disgust. I had only met this girl a few hours before and  don't normally make it a thing to run off with customers who walk in. This would turn out to be one of the most memorable dinners in my life. To this day, she still remembers the details. It's a shame the fun didn't last..but more on that later.