Oct 23, 2007 01:41
Sliced my index finger washing a serrated blade at work, upping the knife wounds on the hands count to three.
For only five dollars in tips.
Also got asked on my second date by a stranger in as many weeks. I had spoken briefly and without an exchange of names to this random boy on the bus the other day, and he came into the cafe tonight, bought a mocha, accepted my offer of free sandwich (which I would have thrown away anyway,) traded pleasantries with me, and then asked me to dinner.
I don't get it. I spent four years of college being attracted to people on the street, and I walk around this city every day and make eyes at bus riders all of the time. I also go into music shops and ogle guitars and other patrons, but have never before been asked out by a weird guitar salesman at least 8 years my senior, as I was the other day.
I was so not giving off "I'm into you." vibes.
With the guitar salesman, I didn't catch on that he was asking me out, and accepted his hang out invitation, then blew him off. With this guy, I did, and said no. Dinner? Dinner?!
I'm probably never get asked to dinner by a stranger again. "Wanna go back to my place and do meth" I'll probably get, but dinner?
Shame I was so shockingly un-attracted to him.