She was petite and cute and I’ve known her for years. I was really kind of nevous about it (and expected to be shot down).
We said goodbye six hours later. We took 3 just for lunch.
And I had her phone number before 10 minute was up.
I feel happy. If nothing else, I have a good friend. not that I dnt think it couldn’t become something more.
This was actually sparked becuse I have a close friend who just got engaged. I figured, if he can get engaged, I ought to be able to ask out this lass I like and want to ask out.
Nah - see she works at my church, but I didn’t know when or where she’d be there. So I asked my priest about it. And he introduced me to her parents (I met her father, but it was years ago in). Who set about finding me her phone number, for which we needed a pen. Which led to running around the back halls of the church, where I ran into her. She gave me her phone number personally a few minutes later. And things sort of just kept going from there.
Not really. I’ve been trying to ask out lasses all through college whom I knew reasonably well, but it was nada all the way.
Y’know that old line, “What’s the worst that could happen?” I hate that line. They were nice about saying no (except for that one total psycho Wiccan samurai lass) but it hurts anyway.
Not exactly. I took a friend out a couple of times in High School. But truth be told, I just never found many people who interested me. I just wasn’t interested in asking total strangers.