Nov 02, 2003 14:05
On Friday a group of friends and I went out for lunch. We try to do this every Friday and go to the same place. Both of the waitresses that work there are very attractive, especially the blonde. Many times I thought she might be flirting with me. From the look in her eye, the sound of her voice and the way she sometimes places her hand on my shoulder when she is refilling my drink. Being that I’m more dense than a black hole, I wasn’t sure if it was flirting or her just being nice in order to get a bigger tip. Well, this last Friday the group consisted of some of my closest friends. So they kept telling me that she was flirting with me and I should make a move. The problem is I had no ideal what move to make. Even thought I have known her for over three months, I really know nothing about her. Being incredibly shy by nature I have a hard time just walking up to strangers and asking them out. So as we were paying our checks, my friends kept telling me to make a move. In the end I chickened out. As we were walking out they told me I was hopeless and if I needed help just say so. So I said help. The only other guy in our group turned around and went and asked her out for me. Part of me was glad, as this might get me over the initial hump that usually stops me. However, on the other hand I was also upset at my self. After all if I couldn’t muster the courage to ask her my self, then I don’t deserve to go out with her. Also, having a friend as someone out for you may be fine in high school or maybe early college. However, at the age I am now I think it is so lame. Now don’t get me wrong, I have no problem with someone setting me up. As long as they actually know the person and it isn’t like they are pulling a complete stranger off the street.
I have recently been introduced to a bunch of beautiful women. They are friends of oddly enough the same friend. How they actually me is kind of an oddity as they don’t seem to have much in common. Plus the fact that my friend and I are almost a decade their senior. So while I would like to ask anyone of them out. The problem is I don’t feel like I belong with them. They are at the age where one is supposed to be young and crazy. Whereas I’m looking for stability and long term.
All my friends say I’m a good catch. While looks are not my strong point. I have a stable job, no debt, no record, and no drugs. I’m caring, compassionate and considerate. However, in the end nice guys seem to finish last.
Part of my problem is that I’m stuck in a college town. Then again, maybe I’m just not looking in the right place.