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Discovering my need to meet many new people, combined with a day that doesn't start until 6:00pm, I decided to venture out and get things done. My laundry needed a landromat run. Walmart had my socks, my latest copy of Maxim (because hey! It's a cool mag), socks, underwear....Antifreeze and WishyWashy Fluid.
Awesome. Went over to the mall to pick up two more shirts and here's where this begins.
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I found a sunglass booth, you know the ones that span a third of the width of the big halls in the mall? Yeah, one of those. I tried on a few sunglasses, and noticed the booth was unoccupied. Sure thing, kept trying to find a pair, and I had one in my hand and the girl that was running it came back. Solid 8/10, a real cutie. I thumbed around a little bit more, and we made EC, and I got her to start helping me find two pairs of sunglasses that work for me.
So, I run very little chitchat (very odd for me, seeing how I'm a high-energy chatterbox), little bits about sunglasses and stuff, and she dropped the 'I can't find a pair of sunglasses for me'. Well I be damned if I didn't help her out now. So, we spent a good 10 minutes helping each other out, testing all of her sunglasses she was selling. I found my two pretty quickly, and spent the better part of 10 more minutes helping her find hers. All in good spirits, I finally found the pair for her. Sweeet!
So, I told her to buy her pair, and she said she was broke. I asked her why, and she says bills. I say what ones, she says rent...and bills. I say, so what about clothes? Haha, she says she really wanted to shop for clothes. Well, I just about set this up, so I finish signing my receipt and ask her when she's off. She says she's been on since 9am, works until 9pm, I'm like ouch! But, I ask her for her number so we could go shopping, she says she dropped it in the snow, or lost it or something, BUT she suggests email. (And I ain't no dummy to see this as a lack of interest, see end notes) Fine, she also says she works almost everyday if I wanted to visit her, and I leave.
Round two, I had to go to the furniture store to get my table delivery date set, so I head out there, and head in. The girl that likes to help me (and I have her email) isn't there, and the manager there says she's around...thinks she went out for a smoke. Well, I head out the store, and look at the vehicles parked. She's sitting in her van, and I walk on over and she motions to get in. Bummed a smoke (Ima bum
) and asked her what's up. She says she's been busy and stuff, getting ready to move because she's gone up in her job, (so..a city 40 minutes away), but she says she's going back to school in September so she'll probably keep her place here too. Asked her what the hell was in her car (aside from empty beer bottles, blankets, etc), she says ex-fiance's towel from the summer last year, whatever else is there. I'm like, what! She believed she could love him and marry, but she found out she couldn't.
Mmhmm, off that topic, we headed in to get my date sorted out, and we do that (it seems things go wrong when I appear, because she always has to call the other store for help with me), and get that finished. She says to shoot her an email about going out next week. Sweet.
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End Notes.
Feel free to raise your hand if you believe HBSunGlasses has no interest. Now, out of the people that didn't identify that they are in fact, retards, raise your hands if you believe she's giving me signs of interest by suggesting herself email. Thank you.
And...the HBFurniture girl, prior established rapport is running that show, I'm just building on it now
I would of set up dates for tonight, but I work all weekend. The joys of life, lol.
More to follow as I set up the dates.
Discovering my need to meet many new people, combined with a day that doesn't start until 6:00pm, I decided to venture out and get things done. My laundry needed a landromat run. Walmart had my socks, my latest copy of Maxim (because hey! It's a cool mag), socks, underwear....Antifreeze and WishyWashy Fluid.
Awesome. Went over to the mall to pick up two more shirts and here's where this begins.
--
I found a sunglass booth, you know the ones that span a third of the width of the big halls in the mall? Yeah, one of those. I tried on a few sunglasses, and noticed the booth was unoccupied. Sure thing, kept trying to find a pair, and I had one in my hand and the girl that was running it came back. Solid 8/10, a real cutie. I thumbed around a little bit more, and we made EC, and I got her to start helping me find two pairs of sunglasses that work for me.
So, I run very little chitchat (very odd for me, seeing how I'm a high-energy chatterbox), little bits about sunglasses and stuff, and she dropped the 'I can't find a pair of sunglasses for me'. Well I be damned if I didn't help her out now. So, we spent a good 10 minutes helping each other out, testing all of her sunglasses she was selling. I found my two pretty quickly, and spent the better part of 10 more minutes helping her find hers. All in good spirits, I finally found the pair for her. Sweeet!
So, I told her to buy her pair, and she said she was broke. I asked her why, and she says bills. I say what ones, she says rent...and bills. I say, so what about clothes? Haha, she says she really wanted to shop for clothes. Well, I just about set this up, so I finish signing my receipt and ask her when she's off. She says she's been on since 9am, works until 9pm, I'm like ouch! But, I ask her for her number so we could go shopping, she says she dropped it in the snow, or lost it or something, BUT she suggests email. (And I ain't no dummy to see this as a lack of interest, see end notes) Fine, she also says she works almost everyday if I wanted to visit her, and I leave.
Round two, I had to go to the furniture store to get my table delivery date set, so I head out there, and head in. The girl that likes to help me (and I have her email) isn't there, and the manager there says she's around...thinks she went out for a smoke. Well, I head out the store, and look at the vehicles parked. She's sitting in her van, and I walk on over and she motions to get in. Bummed a smoke (Ima bum
) and asked her what's up. She says she's been busy and stuff, getting ready to move because she's gone up in her job, (so..a city 40 minutes away), but she says she's going back to school in September so she'll probably keep her place here too. Asked her what the hell was in her car (aside from empty beer bottles, blankets, etc), she says ex-fiance's towel from the summer last year, whatever else is there. I'm like, what! She believed she could love him and marry, but she found out she couldn't.Mmhmm, off that topic, we headed in to get my date sorted out, and we do that (it seems things go wrong when I appear, because she always has to call the other store for help with me), and get that finished. She says to shoot her an email about going out next week. Sweet.
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End Notes.
Feel free to raise your hand if you believe HBSunGlasses has no interest. Now, out of the people that didn't identify that they are in fact, retards, raise your hands if you believe she's giving me signs of interest by suggesting herself email. Thank you.
And...the HBFurniture girl, prior established rapport is running that show, I'm just building on it now
I would of set up dates for tonight, but I work all weekend. The joys of life, lol.
More to follow as I set up the dates.
