Dear Stare-Hard,
I've noticed recently that you enjoy looking (read: oogling) at me. I've caught you, you blush and avert your eyes. I've said hi, you don't have very much to say back. But you see, dear boy, I've done my part. I'm a bit on the shy side too. But I've taken my risks. I've left my comfort zone, dropped little hints, put myself "out there." I've spent more time on facebook than I'd prefer just hoping you might stop in. I've smiled. I've sat by you with my guts flipping and my body temperature rising. And all that I get? The stare.
So here's my proposition (were you--horror of horrors, embarrassment of embarrassments--actually reading this): ask. Just ask. Ask me out. I have good hygiene. Once the awkward school-girlish nerves subside I make good dinner conversation. Just ask.
Signed,
The Rookie
P.S. If you are, in fact, reading this, revealing that tidbit WON'T win you any bonus points. Asking like it was all your idea, however, will.
9 comments:
Dear Rookie,
My prayers are with you.
Jen
FINE. My beautiful rookie, will you go out with me!? ah ha.
I'm wondering who Mr Stare is. This is a good conversation to come.
Please tell me he does not look like this bird?!
Hilarious! I too am hoping he has better looks than the dodo! :) Have I heard about this one before?
Brooke - where in the world did you find that picture?
No, Charlotte. Not very bird-like, this one. And Stephanie, I googled "stare" and found this lovely image.
I love your profile pic. And nice post. See you on the 10th?
Stare hard! Maybe that is what you should say to him?:) Love the picture.
OK that's it, you have got to be the funniest ever. This post is as straight forward as you can get. I'm telling you, they are just a whole other species, you are never going to understand them. Ever!! Take it from me.
I say you challenge stare hard to a staring competition, my bet will be on you. He's a pansy! Or a sicko and in that case, you don't want to get to know him.
Best of luck. Love ya sis.
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