Today was a weird-ass…I met a girl (which almost never happens) at a gas station (which definitely never happens).
So I’m sitting at the gas station, doing what people at a gas station do, when I finish up and get ready to take off. Just as I’m about to turn on my engine, I hear a high-pitched voice to my right. I look over and see a girl, also on a motorcycle, staring right at me – she repeats what she said, which was “my bike won’t start.” Now I know how it feels to have a bike that won’t work; happened to me just a couple weeks ago even and it sucks, so how could I take off without helping (plus she was a girl – I have a weakness for girls).
I parked my bike and walked over to find out what the deal was. (by this time, she had her helmet off and looked damn cute) Turns out the (brand new) battery in her bike was completely dead. So I offer to help push-start it and she agreed, but unfortunately, the bike wasn’t having it – you could hear it try to come on, but it just couldn’t. But as it turns out, she lives just up the street (literally just around the corner from my house!!!) and she had a truck with a ramp we can load the bike up. She then asks if I can give her a lift on my bike to her house and I agreed, even though I have never given a passenger a lift before – but what could I say (say no and destroy my status as uber-man?!)? But I took it slow and got her there just fine (the handling was definitely different, but not as bad as I expected – oh, and I’m not going to lie, I didn’t exactly mind having a hot girl I just met holding onto me).
When we got to her place she asked if I could stick around as there’s no way she’d be able to roll the bike up her truck ramp without help – again, no qualms here. When she opened the garage to grab the ramp, I noticed she had two more motorcycles! I was in love (okay, not really, but this was definitely a cool chick). Turns out she races motorcycles for fun (okay, maybe I really was in love). We then head back to her bike, and after a few attempts, managed to roll the bike up the ramp and onto the truck where it was then secured. Afterward, she drove me back to my bike, which was still parked outside her place.
Now here is where things get hazy and confusing (to my inferior male mind, at least), but I’ll try and retell it best as I recall. Before I take off she says “hey, you should swing by sometime and drop off your [business] card” (for contact purposes) – I then (perhaps stupidly) told her I had them right with me and handed one over. She mentioned something about me hopefully going to see her race someday (that she’d email me or something, though I forget the specifics), then she hugged me goodbye.
Alright, so fast forward to around 5:20pm and my work phone starts ringing – only I wasn’t there to answer it! GRRRRRRR! Now my work phone almost never rings, and when it does, it’s because of other departments on the floor above who are GONE BY FIVE O’CLOCK. Which means that, in all likelihood, the call I missed was from the girl I met today! DAMMIT!!!
So that’s my story, and that’s where we stand. What’s your guy’s interpretation of that? Was she interested at all? And if so, what the hell can I do if she, for whatever reason, doesn’t call back again (assuming it was her)? She did say I should “stop by and drop off my card,” but I already gave her my card, so I lose that in! What can I do?