At the grocery store, an attractive person of your preferred sex asks you out. Your reaction?

You were too clueless to understand what “Hi, you’re cute, I have to go to work right now, but I’ll be at Starbucks on Union & MLean tomorrow afternoon, hope to see you there” means?

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You realize that “web-shooter” was a euphemism for “ass,” right?

I think you’re … mistaken here, Professor. Pretty much any romantic overture begins with physical attraction, even if more is necessary for, ah, consummation. The hypothetical cutie invited you to have a cup of joe with her, not to boink her. Presumably she wants to talk with her for a bit, see how you too interact, assess your intellect or personality or whatnot.

As for your being “all that” – that’s YOUR ;opinion. Maybe she thinks skinny white guys–or fat black dudes, or guys in coke bottle glasses and tweed, or whatever it is about you that makes you think you’re unattractive – are “all that.”

Once upon a time I had a girlfriend who thought (or affected to think) that she wasn’t at all pretty, in no small part of her smallish boobs. But I LKE small boobs; what she thought a turnoff was actually an asset. Likewise, I’ve known woman who think I’m cuter than I judge myself to me.

And really, assuming you’re a heterosexual dude, you don’t want a partner with the exact same taste in partners as you anyway. That person would be another man.

I’d love for this happen. I’d absolutely go if I was interested.

I might have parsed that correctly because of the “you’re cute” part. Otherwise I probably would have taken it as pleasant conversation along the lines of “How are you?”. People who say that don’t really want to hear how you are, they just want you to say “Fine, and you?”.

Want something from me? Use a clue-by-four. My wife understands this.