You know you’re doomed to a life of Singlehood when…
Hello hello,
The elusive rat is back in her cage… so much for self-imposed exile, everything just comes crumbling down. Too bad the ostrich theory doesn’t really work… (if i stick my head in the hole in the ground, then nobody will see me.)
Anyways, I have come to a very sad realization. I think i really am doomed to a life of singlehood. How do I know this? Well, I’ve come up with a short list… "You know you are doomed to life of Singlehood when:"
1. Cute guy (cute fireman to be exact… cute straight fireman) walks up to you with a big smile on his face and you pivot on one foot, turn around and walk in the opposite direction. Making him wonder if he insulted you in some way and making you look like the biggest moron that walked the earth.
2. Cute English guy comes into the cafe you work in and because you are working at the till you have to deal with him. The minute he opens his mouth and speaks in that gorgeous little accent your mind goes blank, you suddenly can’t tell left from right and you charge him $7 instead of $17 for his order. And all because you were taken in by those pretty little blue eyes and Brit accent. THEN while you prepare his order, you get the order WRONG and make him a nice fancy shmancy dessert which wasn’t what he ordered. (the plus is that he tells you it looks really good and gives you a wink before he goes off).
3. Cute preppy Japanese guy speaks to you, your mind goes utterly blank and you’ve left your tongue somewhere else. Keeping in mind that you are supposed to be fluent in Japanese because… oh you’re supposed to be minoring in the damn language and you’ve only studied it for 7 years. Not to mention your face turns as red as a beet and you stutter like a dumbstruck fool. (yes, very attractive).
4. You see your very handsome and brilliant classmate walking towards you from a distance, you stiffen like a pole-axed cow and your next reaction is to bolt and hide. And then when he enters the lounge where you’ve been hiding in a corner, you mumble some obscure greeting before bolting out of the building. (brilliant, i must say)
Yes, these are just 4 instances. I’m sure there are many many more that i can’t recall… or don’t want to recall… Doomed to a life of Singlehood…
November 27th, 2005 at 2:39 am
Awww, I really don’t think being pathologically shy would doom you to a life of singlehood. I used to be pathologically shy. One day you’ll be able to tell yourself “f*ck it!” and throw yourself out there, make yourself vulnerable and charm the pants off some cute guyS. *wink*