I was with my daughter at a restaurant last night, hanging out with a few friends and having a beer. As the hour progressed I looked to the door and saw the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen striding through it. I watched her for a few minutes, she looked in my direction once or twice and smiled. Being a single man(and wonderful father, thank you ), I stayed put and entertained my kid while she ate her food. SHE CAME OVER and talked to me!!! God, she had the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen…light blue with one of those cool darker rings around the iris. Anyways, we talked for a few minutes…she tickled my daughter…gave me her number and asked me to call her sometime! I LOST HER FREAKIN’ NUMBER!!! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Is this some sort of cosmic joke? I’ve looked everywhere to find it, I know the piece of paper it was on! It has been snatched by fate…I must’ve done something wrong to defy the gods of karma.
Lol, the situation is a bit funny. Here’s a bit of background if you’re interested(that means I’m gonna give you some background anyways…so pretend to be interested k?)
I’ve taken a vow(after two incredibly failed relationships) that everything I do from now on regarding women is going to be easy. No more games, no more lies, no more changing for someone else…I’m gonna be me. So along comes the beautiful woman and talks to me. She likes football, sports in general, drinking a few beers, Monty Python, the Three Stooges, and computers…she’s racking up the easy points in my book(I’m sure she likes more stuff but you get the picture). She also seems to dig me(another point) and, SHE ROCKS(I’ll give that 2 points)!
She gives me her number without my asking(score another easy point), and asks me to call her ‘anytime’.
AAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Damn, I’m a freakin’ noodlehead. How did I do this? I’m all for ‘easy come, easy go’ but I didn’t even give myself a chance here…lol, what a meathead.
Check your pants. Check in the car. Check in the fridge (I find weird stuff in the fridge sometimes). Check your other pants. Ask your daughter if she’s seen it.
Then smack your forehead vigorously and repeatedly. That totally sucks, man; I feel for you.
Thanks Jackelope…I’ve looked everywhere though(even the fridge). I’ve never seen her before and I’m there quite often…so I guess I’m just S.O.L . Another day another time I guess.
Go back to the place you met her at. If she’s interested enough, she might go back. Its sort of your best bet here. Eitehr she’ll go back and you get to make a stupid apology and then get on with the dating her part, or you’ve embarrassed her so much she’ll never return But it’s worth a shot
My god, man! Find the number!! Go back to the restaurant and ask waiters if they know who she is. Put a classified ad in the “missed connections” section of the newspaper. Put up flyers.
This story is just too tragic to end like this. We need a Hollywood ending here, people! (It doesn’t have to even be ‘happily ever after’. I’ll settle for hot sex.)
The “missed connections” section of the paper is for precisely this situation; good thinking, Giraffe. In our local free weekly it’s called “I Saw You.” I always read it, but no one’s ever seen me…
Thanks for the suggestions folks. I’m going to head back over there today and ask around…maybe someone else there knows her and can give me a clue on how to get in touch!