This morning while I was jogging /running outside, a guy that was driving a red Chevy Cobalt roll down his drivers side window and waved at me to get my attention…when stopped the intersection. My first impression was , he was lost and wanted to ask for directions so I went over to him, to see how I can help.
He smiled at me and the first thing he said was “can I give you my number”?I was caught off guard since it was the last thing I expected. Mind you I was excessively sweating from running and didn’t look my best. I said oookkay… and he handed me his number on piece of paper ,It was already written down in advanced which I thought little weird. Presumably he must have noticed me earlier and drove around to find a perfect way to approach me? He then shook my hand ask me for my name…and I asked him his name in return.
He then told me to text him and drove off . I am not sure how to proceed with this,he looked decent and didn’t seemed creepy or anything. I was thinking to text tomorrow and see how it goes
My friend said i should throw his number in the trash and she thinks its creepy how he pre written his number?
He might have seen you, wrote down his number, and drove back to give it to you. But it’s still a little weird since the two of you know nothing about each other, other than you know what he drives and he knows you like to run.
If you do decide to text him and decide to meet up, make sure it’s for coffee or something where if he turns out to be terrible you don’t have to stick around for long. And of course do the normal precautions of have it be in a public place and tell a friend when and where you’ll be.
Strike up a conversation over some made up thing? But, then again, I have no idea how these things work.
My strategy would have been to never talk to her, and instead pine for her in lonely misery and grumble over my lot in life. That is, for about fifteen minutes, until I walked past the next person who struck my fancy. Rinse, repeat for the story of my life.
Can you imagine this one day being a cute story about how you and your husband met? “I was jogging, and he rolled down the window and handed me his number…” If not, then throw it away. Otherwise, initiate a text and proceed cautiously* and accordingly.
You can hide your number if you don’t want the party your calling to know it. This is how to do it on Android:
If he had his number pre-written I guess this might be his usual modus operandi - as you did, chicks check out the car. It’s interesting it’s an average car.
Not for everyone but I quite like his method.
p.s. I also jog, how far do you usually run? And where do you live?
Every one has to be plausibly spun into a cute story that can be told to hypothetical grandkids.
“We met online. I was the only one who got the obscure Ralph Waldo Emmerson reference in his avatar”, for example. Nobody has to know that it was in a BDSM chatroom.
I would say your decision on responding is wholly dependent on your opinion of him driving a red Chevy Cobalt, since you mentioned that detail in the OP. Now if he was driving a Lexus, or new BMW, I would say definitely go for it. But a Chevy Cobalt? Kinda iffy.
