Feh. Like I wouldn’t just tell you for the asking.
I got one that just happened earlier this week.
So I work at Wal-Mart and the other night I had to work until midnight. When I went to clock out, there was a letter on top of the time clock. It said my name in big letters, and at the bottom it said “open when you get off work”.
So I opened it, and there was a card inside with a picture of a butterfly on it. Inside the card was written something like, “I think you are a really nice lady, would you like to call me sometime and we can go see a movie?” and then his phone number. Signed, Nick.
Now. I had talked to this Nick person ONE TIME for maybe 5 minutes. Didn’t give him any signals that I liked him, I was just chatting. I haven’t called him and don’t really plan on it. For now I’m just dodging my way around Wal-Mart hoping I don’t run into him.
The bad thing is, I know that like a ton of people saw the letter sitting there, because every employee uses the tome clock a couple times a day. And my best friend said the letter was there when she clocked out at 10. Kind of creepy if you ask me.
Thank you. You, sir, are a continuing example of dear Anaamika’s good taste in people.
When I was about 22, I noticed an ad in the local campus paper: “Guy with green backpack and cape: call me, you’re cute!” and a number.
C’mon, that was a gimme, right? Here’s someone who thinks I’m cute (assuming that I was the only guy with a green backpack and cape hanging around the UNC campus), wanting to get together–how could I screw it up?
By being unintentionally creepy, that’s how. I’d decided by then that I have a bad phone voice, and besides the whole dating thing made me incredibly nervous, but I’m pretty good with words.
So I reverse-lookup the phone number and get an address, and instead of calling her, I send her a letter.
She never responded. Can’t blame her. I only wish my friend in whom I confided the story had stopped me from being creepy.
Daniel
Not my story, but from Reader’s Digest years ago.
Some women who worked in a big office building found a note on her car window one day that said to ‘look up at the building across the way’ and when she did
there was a phone number taped to the windows of a higher up floor and a gushing words of 'admiring you from afar…" stuff that wimmen like but can get creeped out about too. we are complicated like that.
(This is before cellphones)
She called.
Eventually, they married.
I worked in the library while I was in college and a man walked up to my counter and said " I just got a job and would like to take you out for all the icecream you can eat." This made me smile. ( Imagine it. All the icecream I could eat…) He said he’s be back to work out the details and I never saw him again. Ever.
Well, just last week I was walking home when a guy in a van pulled up to the kerb beside me and asked if he’d seen me somewhere before. After “struggling” to remember, it transpired that he used to go to the same gym as me. Not too bad, but he then revealed he knew my whole routine. Worse, he told me he always used the treadmil, which meant he must have formed this attraction based mostly on staring at my ass (I mostly used the cross trainers, in fromt of the treadmills). I had no recollection of ever seeing this guy before in my life.
He then asked if I was married and would I like to go out for a drink sometime.
I admired the guts of stopping someone in the street to ask them out - I think I’d rather die - but why didn’t he say “hello” at least when I was in the gym? Puzzling! It made him seem a bit stalkerish.
I politely declined his offer. I’m desperately and (as far as I can see) unrequitedly in love with my boss - there is no more room in Promethea’s heart right now. 
Short version of married-couple thing: I went home with her, had dinner with the pair of them, did what I was brought there to do, was going to stay the night, but was uncomfortable with how possessive they already were of me. He called me promptly the next day. I’ve had non-married dates who weren’t so quick with it. The pair of them harassed me by phone and in person until I finally made it clear to them that I wasn’t interested in a return bout. They were trying to get me to move in with them. Guess they liked me.
Anything anyone else wants to know–e-mail’s in my profile.
Oh God. I seem to attract a lot of freaks and creepy guys, so I have a lot of stories.
When I was in High School, some guy wrote a little computer program to ask me out. It was so cute, I couldn’t say no, even though he totally wasn’t my type. We dated for a month or so before I did something really stupid and broke his heart. :o He’s forgiven me for it and we’re friends now.
One of the creepiest ones was this guy in his 30s who I talked to once and remembered from our one conversation that I liked candy. I was 22 at the time, but I look a lot younger, 18-19 years old. He’d come to my work and drop off candy, always making sure to do it when I was in the back room or in the kitchen so I wouldn’t see who was dropping off the candy. I had forgotten the conversation (I talk to all sorts of customers and don’t keep track of what I say to them) and had no idea who was giving me the candy. It really creeped me out. Finally I caught him in the act, figured out who he was and asked him to please not bring me anymore candy. He agreed and left and I thought that was the end of that. Then he showed up again with computer software and a note with his home phonenumber and address!! I refused to even touch it, but he put it on the counter, winked and left, saying he would pick it back up on a later date. I put the software in the back office with his info. Luckily, I changed jobs shortly after. He apparently came back to my old workplace 3 or 4 months later to pick back up the software and they had thrown it out despite me leaving his phone number and address attached to it. He gave them an extremely hard time about it and wouldn’t leave them alone until they threatened to call the police. It gives me shivers just thinking about him.
Draelin I’m not sure if you are single or not, but if you are would you go out with me?
I’m being serious even though thats what this thread is about. E-mail is in profile
It’s true. You’re irresistible to us.
What?
I can’t speak for myself, but a friend of mind during our college years was asking a girl out while fooling around with stapler. He’d just finished asking her when he accidently stapled his thumb. :eek: 