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Don Juan
- Joined
- Mar 6, 2007
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I was thinking this HB8 was totally into me, but when I asked for her number...well, read on. This was at Marshall's, a discount clothing store, and she was an employee.
Me: Hey, what do you think of these shoes?
HB8: I like them.
Me: Well, do I take your opinion from your facial expression or from what you said? They're completely different.
HB8: *laughs* They're Diesels, right?
Me: "Yeah. You like a guy that's into Eurotrash, right? Haha, just joking. I just avoid buying Diesel jeans because the cuts are so tight.
HB8: Yeah. *laughs*
Me: Well, I guess I'll have to think about these shoes for awhile. I'm not sure how much I trust you. You have this look that kind of says "I like getting guys into Eurotrash so every girl around laughs at him." Thanks for the opinion.
HB8: *laughing hard at this point* Alright, come back and tell me what you decide.
At this point, I walk around for awhile, thinking about what the girl was giving me for IOI's. Eye contact, smiles, etc. I was thinking about how well I was doing, and how confidently I said everything, but here's where I think I make my mistake. I'm really into fashion, but sometimes I think I talk about it too much and it turns girls off. But no, I know I don't give off a gay persona.
Me: I don't know about these shoes. They have a lot of white on them, and some of my raw denim washes off on it.
HB8: Raw denim? Are you one of those guys that spends hundreds on jeans?
Me: Maybe.
HB8: *gives me weird look* Ok..
Me: *pause* Ok, so if I decide I hate these shoes can I at least call you and complain?
Her: Probably not.
Me: Damn, I guess I'll just have to call your store headquarters and tell your manager that Jamie (her name) was flirting with me way too much.
Her: *laughs* You do that.
Damn, I thought I had her. I think when I started talking about my jeans I messed it up. I know this isn't very detailed, anyone know where I might have slipped up?
Me: Hey, what do you think of these shoes?
HB8: I like them.
Me: Well, do I take your opinion from your facial expression or from what you said? They're completely different.
HB8: *laughs* They're Diesels, right?
Me: "Yeah. You like a guy that's into Eurotrash, right? Haha, just joking. I just avoid buying Diesel jeans because the cuts are so tight.
HB8: Yeah. *laughs*
Me: Well, I guess I'll have to think about these shoes for awhile. I'm not sure how much I trust you. You have this look that kind of says "I like getting guys into Eurotrash so every girl around laughs at him." Thanks for the opinion.
HB8: *laughing hard at this point* Alright, come back and tell me what you decide.
At this point, I walk around for awhile, thinking about what the girl was giving me for IOI's. Eye contact, smiles, etc. I was thinking about how well I was doing, and how confidently I said everything, but here's where I think I make my mistake. I'm really into fashion, but sometimes I think I talk about it too much and it turns girls off. But no, I know I don't give off a gay persona.
Me: I don't know about these shoes. They have a lot of white on them, and some of my raw denim washes off on it.
HB8: Raw denim? Are you one of those guys that spends hundreds on jeans?
Me: Maybe.
HB8: *gives me weird look* Ok..
Me: *pause* Ok, so if I decide I hate these shoes can I at least call you and complain?
Her: Probably not.
Me: Damn, I guess I'll just have to call your store headquarters and tell your manager that Jamie (her name) was flirting with me way too much.
Her: *laughs* You do that.
Damn, I thought I had her. I think when I started talking about my jeans I messed it up. I know this isn't very detailed, anyone know where I might have slipped up?