One, a co-worker. She was model-beautiful (literally, she’s a model), seemed nice enough, and I had nothing at all going for me, so I thought, “what the hell.” I put on a nice polo shirt, came in to the store, began sweating profusely, and beckon the other meat department worker to get her attention.
I ask, “Hey, I was just wondering if you wanted to go see a movie or something.”
She says, “Oh, well, thanks, but I have a boyfriend… he’s in Hawaii.”
“Ah, well, we won’t have to tell him then.” (yes, I was joking.)
“(laughs) No, I don’t think so.”
Obviously it didn’t go exactly the way I wanted, but I thought it went OK. I told this story when I went to visit my friend at college, and all of her friends thought my reply to the putdown was the ballsiest thing ever.
And I still see her once in a great while, everything’s cool, and I ended up meeting the boyfriend breifly once.
Another time, I was at work, and ended up striking up a conversation with a lovely young woman who I was making a sandwich for. Rare, because I’m not particularly social at work. I’d learned she was new to the area, got a job at the friendly local diner up the street and such. So the time comes to ring her up, and in the middle of that , she blurts out, “You want me to give you my phone number?”
…It was only a split second before the next words came out of her mouth, but oh, how fast the brain works…
“Oh, no, wait, you guys don’t have a Club Card.” *
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Tell your awkward, clever, funny, psychotic asking-out stories.
*-If that didn’t make sense, many grocery store allow a customer to either punch in their phone number on the ATM pad, or tell it to the cashier, when they don’t have their Club Card on them, so they can still pay the Card prices.
