Last Thursday after work.
What’s that? You want details.
Sigh
Fine.
I have to preface this by saying that every single time in my life that I even semi-planned something like this, ie; asking a girl/woman out/what I’d say, the results were quite often less then spectacular, unless you consider spectacular in the plans gone horribly wrong sort of way.
Anyway, we walked out to her car and we were chatting, and I said, “Can I tell you something?”
Charity: “Yeah.?”
Ben: “I like you. (Mid-length pause) You are one of the reasons I look forward to coming to work every day. And I was wondering if you’d like to have a drink sometime or get together and do something.?”
Charity: (Semi-paraphrased) “Well, my ex and I are trying to be friends and right now I’m not really in a place where I feel like I want to get involved and have to deal with the pain and stuff. (Short pause.) But yeah, we could get a drink sometime.”
Sigh
Happy now?!?
Driving home, I thought about what had happened and while it perhaps wasn’t the outcome that I wanted, it wasn’t the worst possible outcome either. (That would have been her running screaming in terror after bitch-slapping me.)
And it didn’t feel quite like the end of the world.
Almost.
But not quite.
Of course, when I got back to work yesterday, I wasn’t really in a mood to hang out with her, so I pretty much kept to myself all day, but today we talked and stuff.
Plus I saw my counselor again, which is good, I guess.
And hopefully I’ll have pictures of The World’s Most Adorable Bunny up soon for all to see and oh and ahh over.