Had the Chance...Failed
Last night was Wednesday Night at Winter Garden. This week it was only Charlie, Marlowe, Mike and I...a smaller group. While playing a few games of pool, this guy came and sat at a table next to us. He was alone. He watched us play for a little bit then started to comment on some of our shots. He kept smiling at me and giving me the "come and talk to me look." For some odd reason I decided to ignore it. After a few minutes he got up and left. I couldn't believe that I had an opportunity to meet a guy, a pretty good looking guy, and I threw it away. I keep complaining to myself that I am not going to meet anyone if I don't try. Here I had the perfect opportunity and I ran away from it. Why? Maybe because I wasn't in the mood to talk to a new guy? Maybe I was too embarrassed in front of my friends? Maybe it is because I am so afraid of rejection or falling for someone and they not returning the interest. I think a big part of it was because I am afraid of the guys that i could pick up at the bars. Are they going to be players? Drunks? Losers??? Well, I did meet John at the bar.