There's a girl in our Glasgow office I quite like: having been in Glasgow quite a lot over the last 6 months, I've built up a bit of a crush. I started flirting with her last week and was waiting for an opportunity to ask her to go for a drink. Yesterday, our paths crossed in the corridor and we started chatting: a perfect opportunity. So I asked.
"If you want me to come out with you and the rest of the project team, then that's cool, but I've got a boyfriend."
Shit. Panic.
"Yeah of course, yeah, 'cause I think we're all going out tomorrow night. No, in fact Thursday... No... Saturday. We're all going out Saturday night and I was wondering if you wanted to come along. Yeah, going out with the guys. You and whoever else..." Accompanied by a very French shrug of the shoulders.
As crap as it sounds, I was actually trembling as I worked myself up to the original question. That's only the second time in four years I've asked a girl to go for a drink, and I honestly hate it. Why? I think there are several reasons:
- The fear of failure/ rejection
- The feeling that I'm better than that
- The dreaded small talk should she accept
All pretty standard stuff so I won't waste any time explaining...
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I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I'll laugh now as I'm in the office, and save the tears for when I get home. Who said I was shit at compromise?
I've only managed to ask someone out once. I'msure I've told you that one before and if not, when I get a life I'll blog about it.
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