Chutzpah. Moxie. Nerve. Balls...
You name it, I've got it - kinda. So what the heck am I talkin' about??
Here's a lil' story of my day today...
Sitting in the doctor's office waiting room, in walks an attractive and I mean ATTRACTIVE (yeah, I know we all have different tastes n' what not but she was WOW...) anyways, this lovely girl sits down...Tall, Leggy Blonde, dressed to kill...
she sits across from me in the waiting room and dives into her magazine...as she's thumbing through it, I can't help but look at her, and I catch myself staring...so I glance quickly up at the Advertising TV with no volume on, and pretend like I don't even notice her (who am I kidding).
So there I am, sitting and waiting and staring and not staring...finally, as I've wrestled with my mind whether or not I should get up and say something...I make my move... I get up, walk over to her, notice some magazines on the chair beside her...
"Excuse me, just need to get to those..." pointing at the magazines, she tucks her leg in and barely lifts her head out of her Elle or Vogue or whatever.... "Which one should I read??" I ask her, holding up a copy of Entertainment Weekly and Flare Magazine (I know which one its gonna be, d'uh....EW, but...this is how things get done - M, pay attention...)
She looks up at me, checks out the literature in question, and remarks "well, not the Flare, I don't think you're gonna want to read that" - to whit, I remark "well, it does discuss the top 10 things you can do when you're....whatever I'm not into the magazine...."
I sit down, and immediately I say: "Listen, I honestly didn't come over here to read a magazine, but I had to come over and say hi and talk to you, b/c I told myself if I didn't, I'd regret it and so here I am, attempting to 'pick you up' in a doctor's office..."
"Aww, that's sweet, thanks" she replies. "I'm Ellie and you are....?" - "______" she says (I'm not mentioning names in case she reads this, who reads this anyways??). "Nice to meet you...so _________, may I ask you, are you single?"
Smiling, very much taken aback I can tell, she says, "Actually...yes, I am". Ditto. Ok, let's keep this going I think....
"So what do you do?" - She answers "Advertising" - she certainly looked the part. "And you, what do you do" she asks... "I'm a teacher actually - freshly minted"..."Oh, what do you teach?" - High School I tell her....
Awkward Silence. "I guess this is the part where we go back to our reading and not really talk huh"....She looks at me, unsure of what to say.... "So do you live around here" - Yes, I do comes her reply, and yourself, she asks?
I do...not far....So how old are you, I ask her?
She answers, 24....I don't believe it, I say "wow, I'd have figured you more for 26" - and then....the nurse moves in on the conversation....
"_____________??", "______________!!" - she calls out our Beauty's name, and with that a quick handshake and a "nice to have met you" your mystery woman disappears with a light chuckle and a casual sauntering off...
I sit there and pat myself on the back...I think my breathing is only starting to catch up to me.... Did I just do that? Did I just randomly chat up a girl in a doctor's office??
As I'm waiting for my patient to come back from their visit, I realize - "man, I should've gotten her number or given her mine...IDIOT!!!"
So...an added dose of adrenalin must've kicked in, b/c next thing I know I'm asking the receptionist if she's willing to help a brother out...
"'Scuse me, there's this GORGEOUS Blonde girl back there, and I'm wondering if you'd be willing to give her a note for me when she comes out...."
"SURE!!" Sandra the Nurse/Receptionist/Hero tells me....
I write out a lil' "cute" note about how I'd like to pick this up where it left off...take a chance etc.... and I lay out my email and cell #.
I give it to Sandra the Nurse/Receptionist/Hero and say "Tall, Gorgeous Blonde, you can't miss her" Please n' Thanks!
The rest.....is in G-d's hands now.
Timing....see the previous post.....At least I got up there, no?
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3 comments:
I must say I enjoyed this story better first-hand; though well played son, well played. And if that little aside was directed at moi, well then I must say...watch and learn buddy, watch and learn!
Don't ever say a girl is older than she looks... lol. You have guts though. The best I can come up with is, "what's the time?"...never works.
isn't it about time you got back on this bandwagon?
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