03-16-2018, 10:20 AM
March 16th Update
I haven't done my loop yet, but I just got back from lunch so I'll listen to it after this upcoming meeting.
Went to the mall sporting my new kicks that I bought from the other day (Seen on my first post), and went to Zumies to find a wind hoodie to match my joggers and maybe see if the same chick I spoke to last time was there. Like I mentioned before, it's hard to truly tell with salespeople if they're ever giving you IOI's, or if they're just trying to sell you something; regardless, I decided to say fuck it: I was going to try to get her number this time. She's an HB9.
We had a bit of a chit chat, she remarked how we both match now since we have the same shoes. She asked me what I was up to for St. Patrick's day. I told her I was going to a Speak-Easy and then a Nightclub afterwards. I asked her what she was up to. She scoffed and said, "Working." I was like Oh shit, that's lit. Then I asked her what her free time schedule looked like, and she said nonexistent. Pretty much just work all day, go home and sleep, and she helped me pick out a new hoodie which is actually pretty fresh. When the chick was checking me out, I asked her for a pen and wrote #? On the receipt.
She was like, ”My number?”
I said, ”Yeah”
Then she said, ”I’m sorry, I’m seeing someone.”
Then I tried out, ”Oh really? I’m surprised.”
She replied with a laugh, ”What the fuck?! What’s that supposed to mean?!”
I responded, ”What well with all that free time you don’t have...”
A second of silence. I could tell she was thinking about it.
Then I said, ”So?”
She then replied, ”Sorry I just don’t give my number out.”
There was a customer there so I dropped it at that and said, ”Well you can’t blame a man for trying.” as I started to make my way out with a smile. She said she was flattered.
First time this year I've made an approach and got a reject from a number-request, but it was much needed and felt good to finally get that 'anxiety' feeling which is a nice rush, because sometimes you feel like you're just going through the motions.
I haven't done my loop yet, but I just got back from lunch so I'll listen to it after this upcoming meeting.
Went to the mall sporting my new kicks that I bought from the other day (Seen on my first post), and went to Zumies to find a wind hoodie to match my joggers and maybe see if the same chick I spoke to last time was there. Like I mentioned before, it's hard to truly tell with salespeople if they're ever giving you IOI's, or if they're just trying to sell you something; regardless, I decided to say fuck it: I was going to try to get her number this time. She's an HB9.
We had a bit of a chit chat, she remarked how we both match now since we have the same shoes. She asked me what I was up to for St. Patrick's day. I told her I was going to a Speak-Easy and then a Nightclub afterwards. I asked her what she was up to. She scoffed and said, "Working." I was like Oh shit, that's lit. Then I asked her what her free time schedule looked like, and she said nonexistent. Pretty much just work all day, go home and sleep, and she helped me pick out a new hoodie which is actually pretty fresh. When the chick was checking me out, I asked her for a pen and wrote #? On the receipt.
She was like, ”My number?”
I said, ”Yeah”
Then she said, ”I’m sorry, I’m seeing someone.”
Then I tried out, ”Oh really? I’m surprised.”
She replied with a laugh, ”What the fuck?! What’s that supposed to mean?!”
I responded, ”What well with all that free time you don’t have...”
A second of silence. I could tell she was thinking about it.
Then I said, ”So?”
She then replied, ”Sorry I just don’t give my number out.”
There was a customer there so I dropped it at that and said, ”Well you can’t blame a man for trying.” as I started to make my way out with a smile. She said she was flattered.
First time this year I've made an approach and got a reject from a number-request, but it was much needed and felt good to finally get that 'anxiety' feeling which is a nice rush, because sometimes you feel like you're just going through the motions.
"A man who loves women is loved by women."
