I am sorry this topic has absolutely nothing to do with swimming, but that is the weirdest thing that ever happened to me and who else would I share it with but my beloved swimming community :-)))
Anyways, here is what happened to me today.I went to Mall of America to do some shopping.I mean I finally set aside money to invest into something non-related to swimming.I am definitely not a shopaholic, but today I felt the urge to get into some new clothes.Well, afew hours after browsing that huge concentration of temptations I gathered quite e few purchases.To top it off I decided to get myself some cool jeans, so I ended up in one of the clothing shops.I had some trouble finding my size and I caught an eye of A GORGEOUS young lady that was working there and asked her to help me out(well, because she was so good-looking, I obviously had even more trouble finding stuff :-))).She turned out to be a sweet-heart and pretty much guided me through all my shopping experience at this little shop and I finally had 2 pair of jeans that I liked after trying out thousands of them(well, not exactly that many, but you know what I mean).So it was time for me to go, but I kinda felt reluctant to leave without having a little chat with that cutie.So I asked her name and stuff and we had a pleasant little conversation.Man, she told me to stop by some time to say hello :-)))Maybe she liked me?'Cause I surely liked her, lol:))
Anyways we finished talking, smiled to each other, wished each other good night and all those things and I headed out home thinking about nothing but that girl I just met.
Ok, guess what happened when I got home?I realised that the girl totally stole my brains at the moment when we were talking, BECAUSE I LEFT THE STRORE WITH THE JEANS IN MY HANDS FORGETTING(I MEAN FORGETTING!!!!) TO PAY FOR THEM!!!
OH my GOD!!!I never shoplift or anything of a kind and never ever anything like that happened to me!
Should I go back there tomorrow and pay or is that going to look weird?The most amazing part is that the jeans had those magnetic devices but they obviously never got activated or whatnot...
WOW, I mean WOOOOOOOOOOW.I must have really liked the girl, 'cause my brain was obviously paralized for that moment...I promised her I would stop by again :-)))She told me when she works.I was trying to be a decent guy and not jump into the whole "Can I have your number" thing right away, lol.
Man, all I have to say is : women are trouble , or from the woman's view on the situation it could be: men are so stupid!!!
Kari, I think your reassuring post managed to crush my confidence ;) . (Bold emphasis mine. Okay, it's not as bad as I'm making it sound, but you get the general idea. :) )
Originally posted by Fishgrrl
It's a numbers game. If I were single, and some random guy asked me out - unless he was frightening for some reason, I'd more than likely say yes.
What you think is so important is really not that important to most of us (I say "most" because there are a few exceptions to every rule). I'm not looking for a super model; in fact, I lived in L.A. for a while and let me tell you - there were men who were prettier than most women I know and as soon as they opened their mouths, it was "forget about it!", for me anyway.
Most women I know want a guy who is nice and polite and has a sense of humor and brain between his ears, other than that, it's all personal taste. Hell - I stopped seeing a guy once because I didn't like the socks he wore - how's that for personal taste!? Picky, I know - but when it comes down to it Mr. Hooked on Swimming, just be yourself. As far as the numbers game is concerned, there are LOTS of girls out there who would fancy you!
Kari, I think your reassuring post managed to crush my confidence ;) . (Bold emphasis mine. Okay, it's not as bad as I'm making it sound, but you get the general idea. :) )
Originally posted by Fishgrrl
It's a numbers game. If I were single, and some random guy asked me out - unless he was frightening for some reason, I'd more than likely say yes.
What you think is so important is really not that important to most of us (I say "most" because there are a few exceptions to every rule). I'm not looking for a super model; in fact, I lived in L.A. for a while and let me tell you - there were men who were prettier than most women I know and as soon as they opened their mouths, it was "forget about it!", for me anyway.
Most women I know want a guy who is nice and polite and has a sense of humor and brain between his ears, other than that, it's all personal taste. Hell - I stopped seeing a guy once because I didn't like the socks he wore - how's that for personal taste!? Picky, I know - but when it comes down to it Mr. Hooked on Swimming, just be yourself. As far as the numbers game is concerned, there are LOTS of girls out there who would fancy you!
