I am officially nominating myself for the p*ss-out move of the month. Pisses me off just thinking about it but maybe if I get enough people on here telling me what a gina I was I'll never let this happen again. Ok here goes...
I went to my cousin's wedding this weekend, and I was looking damn good. You know how it is when you first walk in, you scope things out, see where the hotties are and begin to plan how you're gonna make your move.
Well as soon as I walk in I see this tall hot blonde with straight hair down to her ass. She was by far the best looking girl there and we made eye contact almost as soon as I walked in. She was sitting on the bride's side and because I walked in about 5 minutes before the wedding started I didn't get to talk to her before the ceremony.
After the ceremony the food was served, and the food table was over by her. I chilled for a bit and talked to family and friends that I hadn't seen a while, eventually walking over to the food table with one of my other cousins I hadn't talked to for a long time. The line was still long when I got to the end of it, but just beating me to the line was the hot blonde, so she was standing right in front of me. As I said the food table was almost right next to her so I'm not sure if she saw me walking there from across the room and wanted to stand next to me, or if it was coincidence.
Anyway I'm talking to my cousin, catching up, talking about the bachelor party, etc. I'm talking loud enough so the blonde can hear me, because I want her to overhear our conversation 'cause I can be a pretty entertaining guy. So I'm talking and every now and then she'll look back and either smile at me or laugh at what I'm saying. I look up at her a couple times but I don't really acknowledge her all that much and I just keep telling my stories to my cousin.
So we get to the end of the food table where they have the paper plates and plastic eating utensils, etc. Well the line splits and goes on either side of the table. My cousin goes to the left sight and the blonde goes to the right, so I go with the blonde. She picked up a paper plate for me and gave it to me, to which I thanked her and gave her a nice smile. We work our way down the line and come to the fruit, where I notice there is only one piece of pineapple left. I see that there's one piece left and I say to her:
me: "you gonna have that pineapple?"
her: "no actually I was saving it for you...unless you were with a girl, well I mean I thought I saw you with a girl..." she sort of stutters here "in which case you would probably want to let her have it"
me: "actually I didn't come here with a girl and even if I did it wouldn't matter because that pineapple is all me."
her: *laughs* "oh really? don't you think you should let her have it?"
me: "nah, she can have what's left"
her: laughs again "wow you're a nice guy, that's a great first impression you're making"
me: *laughs* "meh, first impressions are overrated" (I said this jokingly).
She laughed again, and at that point I didn't really say anything else and we went our separate ways. We kept making eye contact from across the room, but I ate my foot in my "comfort zone" with my family and friends.
Everything else I did was pro--I established my alpha male presence, I was funny, entertaining, attracted a lot of people with whatever I was doing, danced with the flower girl, caught the corsette, etc.
Honestly everything I did was on the money except for that one minute detail: I didn't approach the blonde again. I p*ssed out. I wanted to, but I didn't. I kept rationalizing in my head and making excuses as to why I shouldn't talk to her: "she probably lives a long ways from you, so what's the point. it wouldn't go anywhere anyway. there's plenty of other girls back home. you'll be too busy, school is starting again and you're working too many hours, blah blah blah". I thought of every single reason why I shouldn't to talk to her. She had given me every signal in the world, we talked and I got her to laugh, we had good eye contact and I...straight...p*ssed out. I don't know why and I can't explain it, I just did. And now I'm kicking myself for it, it's like a splinter in my mind and it won't go away. Any possible rejection I could have faced would have totally been worth it because I'd be long over that by now, but this feeling of non-action will probably eat away at me for weeks.
Let this be a lesson to anyone who reads this: being alpha male, the life of the party, looking good, etc etc is ALL FOR NAUGHT if you don't get the stones up to actually talk to the girl.
You may now proceed with kicking me in the balls...
I went to my cousin's wedding this weekend, and I was looking damn good. You know how it is when you first walk in, you scope things out, see where the hotties are and begin to plan how you're gonna make your move.
Well as soon as I walk in I see this tall hot blonde with straight hair down to her ass. She was by far the best looking girl there and we made eye contact almost as soon as I walked in. She was sitting on the bride's side and because I walked in about 5 minutes before the wedding started I didn't get to talk to her before the ceremony.
After the ceremony the food was served, and the food table was over by her. I chilled for a bit and talked to family and friends that I hadn't seen a while, eventually walking over to the food table with one of my other cousins I hadn't talked to for a long time. The line was still long when I got to the end of it, but just beating me to the line was the hot blonde, so she was standing right in front of me. As I said the food table was almost right next to her so I'm not sure if she saw me walking there from across the room and wanted to stand next to me, or if it was coincidence.
Anyway I'm talking to my cousin, catching up, talking about the bachelor party, etc. I'm talking loud enough so the blonde can hear me, because I want her to overhear our conversation 'cause I can be a pretty entertaining guy. So I'm talking and every now and then she'll look back and either smile at me or laugh at what I'm saying. I look up at her a couple times but I don't really acknowledge her all that much and I just keep telling my stories to my cousin.
So we get to the end of the food table where they have the paper plates and plastic eating utensils, etc. Well the line splits and goes on either side of the table. My cousin goes to the left sight and the blonde goes to the right, so I go with the blonde. She picked up a paper plate for me and gave it to me, to which I thanked her and gave her a nice smile. We work our way down the line and come to the fruit, where I notice there is only one piece of pineapple left. I see that there's one piece left and I say to her:
me: "you gonna have that pineapple?"
her: "no actually I was saving it for you...unless you were with a girl, well I mean I thought I saw you with a girl..." she sort of stutters here "in which case you would probably want to let her have it"
me: "actually I didn't come here with a girl and even if I did it wouldn't matter because that pineapple is all me."
her: *laughs* "oh really? don't you think you should let her have it?"
me: "nah, she can have what's left"
her: laughs again "wow you're a nice guy, that's a great first impression you're making"
me: *laughs* "meh, first impressions are overrated" (I said this jokingly).
She laughed again, and at that point I didn't really say anything else and we went our separate ways. We kept making eye contact from across the room, but I ate my foot in my "comfort zone" with my family and friends.
Everything else I did was pro--I established my alpha male presence, I was funny, entertaining, attracted a lot of people with whatever I was doing, danced with the flower girl, caught the corsette, etc.
Honestly everything I did was on the money except for that one minute detail: I didn't approach the blonde again. I p*ssed out. I wanted to, but I didn't. I kept rationalizing in my head and making excuses as to why I shouldn't talk to her: "she probably lives a long ways from you, so what's the point. it wouldn't go anywhere anyway. there's plenty of other girls back home. you'll be too busy, school is starting again and you're working too many hours, blah blah blah". I thought of every single reason why I shouldn't to talk to her. She had given me every signal in the world, we talked and I got her to laugh, we had good eye contact and I...straight...p*ssed out. I don't know why and I can't explain it, I just did. And now I'm kicking myself for it, it's like a splinter in my mind and it won't go away. Any possible rejection I could have faced would have totally been worth it because I'd be long over that by now, but this feeling of non-action will probably eat away at me for weeks.
Let this be a lesson to anyone who reads this: being alpha male, the life of the party, looking good, etc etc is ALL FOR NAUGHT if you don't get the stones up to actually talk to the girl.
You may now proceed with kicking me in the balls...
