OK, a few of you have asked if I've asked that girl out yet, so I thought I'd let you know the story.
Today, as I was headed home, I passed by where she works, and saw her car there. I slowly pulled into the parking lot trying to figure out if I had the guts to go in. I sat in my truck for a good 20+ minutes saying "OK. I'm going in now... No I'm not... I'm ready now... Ah f***, I can't do this... Yes I can! Yes I can! No I can't..." Well, long story short, after getting out and standing by my truck for five minutes and sitting back down in it again, I finally went in. My heart was pounding fast and hard, and after some people left, I asked if I could see her for a minute.
I did see her, and quickly asked if she'd like to go out Friday night. She smiled politely, and said she was sorry, but already had a boyfriend.
While on the outside I smiled politely and and said "OK, thanks anyway." on the inside I was screaming "DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMMIT! DAMMIT! NOT AGAIN! SON OF A
!!! F***! NOT AGAIN!!! SOMEBODY PLEASE KILL ME!"
Pulled out of the parking lot, and sadly drove home. I should have just gave up earlier when I thought I should. Why do all pretty girls my age have a boyfriend already!
At least she didn't start laughing uncontrollably and finally be able to crack out: "You're joking, right?" Which FYI,
has happened to me.
I should just convert to Catholicisim, become a monk, and take a vow of celebesy.
Why does this always happen to me?
I'm going to be single forever.
H-D