Funny story.
Actually, this story is not so much funny as it is really dejecting.
I met a cute girl at one of our house parties two weeks ago, got her number, and have been texting with her every so often. Because I'm lame, I did my best to put across my flirty tone via text so that when I saw her again I could feel a little more at ease.
Since that first party, she has come over to hang out once, and she came over again on Halloween (with friends). On both occasions I felt plenty at ease and she seemed to think I was the shit and a half, so I was fairly confident that it would only be a matter of time before things progressed.
She came over tonight with some of her friends, and at some point I mentioned a question she'd asked via text and she looked at me quite confused. Then she said, "Wait, do I have you in my phone under [insert name of male housemate here]?!"
Yes. Yes, she did.
All this time she thought she was talking to (being hit on by) my infinitely more attractive housemate sans vagina, thus making me feel like a fucking fool for even trying to flirt with her at all when she was here in person.
Fuck.
I met a cute girl at one of our house parties two weeks ago, got her number, and have been texting with her every so often. Because I'm lame, I did my best to put across my flirty tone via text so that when I saw her again I could feel a little more at ease.
Since that first party, she has come over to hang out once, and she came over again on Halloween (with friends). On both occasions I felt plenty at ease and she seemed to think I was the shit and a half, so I was fairly confident that it would only be a matter of time before things progressed.
She came over tonight with some of her friends, and at some point I mentioned a question she'd asked via text and she looked at me quite confused. Then she said, "Wait, do I have you in my phone under [insert name of male housemate here]?!"
Yes. Yes, she did.
All this time she thought she was talking to (being hit on by) my infinitely more attractive housemate sans vagina, thus making me feel like a fucking fool for even trying to flirt with her at all when she was here in person.
Fuck.