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Nov. 7th, 2002

This guy came into the store tonight, bought some stuff (some games and some... pricey bit of electronics. I can't remember what it was now), chatted a bit and then left. He came back about an hour later and was wondering around near my area looking kinda like he was looking for something, so I asked if he needed help. He stammered for a full minute before saying he was looking for tums.
I took him to them, he thanked me and asked if I could ring him up in electronics. Sure. He chatted a little again, but I was sort of busy so he went ahead and left.
About half an hour later he comes back, finds me in an aisle and says "yeah.. that uh.. that check I wrote earlier... I don't think I put the date on it."
"Oh I'm pretty sure you did... I usually check that."
"oh.. uhm... does it matter? I don't know if it matters? But if it does I don't want you to get into trouble or anything like that. So if it matters.. yeah ... "
and I laugh and ask if this was a 'left the oven on' moment or if this had been plaguing him for several hours.
"were you just kicking back and taking off your boots when you realized that you may not have written the date on the check?"
"uh .. yeah .. I hehe.. yeah I guess. yeah."
So I opened the drawer, found his check, and pointed out that he had indeed put the date on it. He gave me a big smile and a "well, okay! that's solved!" and told me to have a good night (for the third time).

I think he was just a scattered, harmless strange guy. Kathryn thinks he was trying to build up the courage to ask me to go bowling with him.
Kathryn's weird like that.
She "talked" to me for 15 minutes tonight using a gingerbread man cookie as her avatar.

I bought stuffs tonight. 78 dollars worth of stuffs. BUT I WILL NOT SPEAK OF IT.. yet.

My mother asked me yesterday what I want for my birthday. I don't want to be 25.


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Nov. 7th, 2002 10:23 pm (UTC)
I'd say he was trying to pick you up too. That's pretty much the level of social skills I have and sounds like the degree of skill with which I would approach the situation.

Now I know not to try that one with you, I'll have to think up something classy hehehe
Nov. 7th, 2002 11:50 pm (UTC)
If you think of something, let me know. I've tried nearly every pickup line I can think of, and nothing's worked yet.
Nov. 8th, 2002 10:21 am (UTC)
hehe... but they always make me laugh and smile. So that's not *so* bad, right?
Nov. 8th, 2002 10:20 am (UTC)
Hehe.. he cute.. but puppy dog cute. Something about his demeanor that begged to be petted and whined until ya did, ya know?

I've never had anyone pick me up. All the men I've been with, it's been some sort of mutual friend, aquaintence sorta thing. Never been picked up. Never been on a real date where a near stranger picks you up and you bumble your way through a mean scrutinizing each other the whole time...
So really ... I can't think of a "classy" way to pick me up... but ya know... I put you on the short list of people who could do it.
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