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I actually spent some time looking at valentine's stuff. I contemplated
getting the girl I like a heart shaped picture frame and putting a picture
of myself in it! What a roit that would be! Stupidest gift ever!
Anyway,
I was gonna ask her what her valentines day plans were today, but her friend
was there hanging around, and even though her friend said "hi" to me and
smiled, I felt weird, and left quickly. Damn! Her friend laughs at
everything I say, why won't she?
Anyway, went back later, and a different guy was there. He asked me about
my V day plans, and I said I didn't have any, just dinner plans with family
friends, he said it was more than he had planned. He asked, so even if a
beautiful girl asked you out, you wouldn't change those plans? I told him I
was pretty sure there was little danger of that happening. I told him,
that's the problem with girls, they're just a bunch of slack asses and
expect the guys to do all the work. This brought a strong objection from
the girl that was working with him (note however, that there was a guy there
that seemed to be waiting for her, and that there were no girls there
waiting for either of us). Anyway, this guy is not bad looking and had no
plans either, so I didn't feel too bad, I guess, misery loves company.
So, looked over and saw that she was now selling flowers. She was pretty
busy making a bouquet for a guy, and her efforts were a tad on the awkward
side. I caught her eye and smiled at her and she gave me a quick smile
back. I turned to the guy I was talking to earlier (who works with her) and
said "does she have any idea what she's doing?" He smiles "kind of".
Anyway, after a couple of smart assed remarks about my doubts of the quality
of her flower arrangements, I just sort of stand there for a minute. I want
to talk to her, but she's too busy, so finally, I just sort of sneak off
when no one's looking.
Anyway, I get this idiotic idea that I'm going to go back in there and have
her make just a single red rose arrangement for me, and when it's done, just
hand it back to her and say "happy valentines day", smile, and walk away. I
toy with this idea all afternoon, then go out to dinner. After dinner, I go
back by there thinking that I'd do it, but thankfully, her car was gone, so
I saved myself from making an even bigger ass of myself (probably would have
chickened out anyway, thinking back to last valentines day when I walked in
determined to ask her out and forgot to do so until I got back to the car
until it was too late). Anyway, she doesn't want flowers from me...no one
does.....
Much later that evening....
I go to the bookstore, hell, why not, It's friday night, valentines day, and
I have nothing better to do. There's this guy talking to a girl (cute in a
nerdy way) that works at the book store, and she's laughing and eating out
of his hand. I look closer and realize that I know the guy. He looks over
at me acknowledges me, and when he's done talking to her, comes over and
talks to me. This guy, I knew back in my high school days, and he was an
idiot then and is an even bigger idiot now. I talk to him for something
like 20 minutes in the store. Anyway, he finally shuts up and I can get
back to shopping. I want to ask the girl whether she know the guy,
wondering whether my association with him has helped or hurt me. She never
comes near enough to where I'm standing for me to bring it up in a natural
way though, so I drop it. See another girl shopping, (petite, slim,
glasses, total nerdy bookworm look, totally my type) I observe her reading,
then she goes to another part of the store. I eventually finish looking at
the book I'm looking at, like 15 minutes later (I think I read half of it)
and decide to go find her. I see her sitting alone looking at a book. I
want to ask her what her excuse is for being alone in the bookstore on
valentines day on a friday night is. I decide to walk by her and smile and
see if she'll even acknowledge me. But in the process of casually working
my way over there, I get distracted reading a book, and by the time I'm
done, she's gone. Oh well. Wouldn't have mattered anyway.
So ends another pathetic valentines day. Glad it's over. A day in
celebration of something that I've never experienced means nothing to me.
You could send me to another planet to celebrate "The Festival of the Third
day of the Second Coming of Zog the unfathomable" and I would probably
relate to it better (and enjoy it more) than valentines day. It's something
for other people, not for me.....
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I'm a guy and my heart skipped a beat when I read this. You should
have done it, you two would have had something you could have told
your grandkids. Seriously though, for better or for worse, she would
likely have never forgotten the gesture. If your still pining for her
from afar come next V Day, DO IT!
my V Day sucked rancid, maggot-infested unsold beef in the dumpster
behind the local Burger King as well.
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