sylvester the cat
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Sep 30, 2012
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Asked this girl out. 24 years old.
TEXTED her the following:
Me: So i need to buy a pair of jeans tomorrow. You wanna come help me choose?
(Already all the DJ codes are broken with this initial message. Asking her out by text, asking if she wants to come rather than telling her to come and all this on a Friday (yesterday) night! but this just goes to show that if a girl is into you it doesn't really matter)
Her: Need help?
Me: Sure. I hate shopping. Say (place of meet) 2pm.
Her: How about 4pm? I'm a bit out tonight.
Me: Good point. 4 is probably better.
Her: Cool.
So come 4pm the next day (today). We meet up. Hug. Go to first shop. Make small talk whilst I rummage for jeans. Learn that she is a smoker. I jest that she seems like such a good girl that I can't believe she smokes. Can't find any jeans I like so walk to a Levi's shop. I buy a pair.
I then thank her for accompanying me. She asks what my plans are that evening. I say my plan is to put the jeans on and go impress the world with them. I ask her what her plans are. She says she has to be at somewhere at 6pm. Cool. I walk her to the train station.
Before we get there I ask if she has any smokes. She has and offers me one. I tell her I only smoke if I'm drinking and suggest we have a drink. She agrees (it's now 5.30 - so much for her having to be somewhere at 6pm!)
A couple of hours and a few drinks later we decide to call it a night. Her way is left, my way is right.
*HERE IS WHERE I F**K IT UP!*
I should have taken her by the hand and guided her my way with not a word spoken. If she had asked where we were going I would have said my place. If she agreed I would have known she was DTF, had she not then likewise.
BUt I didn't. I pvssied out and went her way and wished her a good night and left it at that and went home alone in full beta mode despite all the buying signs being there.
I should be having awesome sex with a ripe 24 year old right now but instead I'm typing this out for all to read. shame on me.
TEXTED her the following:
Me: So i need to buy a pair of jeans tomorrow. You wanna come help me choose?
(Already all the DJ codes are broken with this initial message. Asking her out by text, asking if she wants to come rather than telling her to come and all this on a Friday (yesterday) night! but this just goes to show that if a girl is into you it doesn't really matter)
Her: Need help?
Me: Sure. I hate shopping. Say (place of meet) 2pm.
Her: How about 4pm? I'm a bit out tonight.
Me: Good point. 4 is probably better.
Her: Cool.
So come 4pm the next day (today). We meet up. Hug. Go to first shop. Make small talk whilst I rummage for jeans. Learn that she is a smoker. I jest that she seems like such a good girl that I can't believe she smokes. Can't find any jeans I like so walk to a Levi's shop. I buy a pair.
I then thank her for accompanying me. She asks what my plans are that evening. I say my plan is to put the jeans on and go impress the world with them. I ask her what her plans are. She says she has to be at somewhere at 6pm. Cool. I walk her to the train station.
Before we get there I ask if she has any smokes. She has and offers me one. I tell her I only smoke if I'm drinking and suggest we have a drink. She agrees (it's now 5.30 - so much for her having to be somewhere at 6pm!)
A couple of hours and a few drinks later we decide to call it a night. Her way is left, my way is right.
*HERE IS WHERE I F**K IT UP!*
I should have taken her by the hand and guided her my way with not a word spoken. If she had asked where we were going I would have said my place. If she agreed I would have known she was DTF, had she not then likewise.
BUt I didn't. I pvssied out and went her way and wished her a good night and left it at that and went home alone in full beta mode despite all the buying signs being there.
I should be having awesome sex with a ripe 24 year old right now but instead I'm typing this out for all to read. shame on me.