amused, annoyed, etc.
Okay. Time for a little venting to a computer who doesn’t know what I’m talking about. To a blog site where no one reads what I write. Which is okay with me.
(deep breath, here we go) His name is…… I don’t know. I don’t know! I get that the only reason I don’t know is because he is shy and I am equally or more shy. But he’s the one who came up to me. Twice! He came up and said completely random things to me, twice. And then walked away. The first time, I was dumbfounded. So of course I didn’t know how to react. I was amused. I was happy about the attention. But what was I going to say in return to his body block/basketball pick analogy? Do you see where I’m coming from? And the second time, weeks, maybe even a couple months later, he comes up to me again out of the blue as I’m leaving and the first word to come out of his mouth is “BOOM!”, with that amount of enthusiasm. And he comments on how good the service was and I stand walking next to him just listening and looking up at him, amused once again, smiling obviously, and then he just walks off again. That was about a month ago. So last night, I go by myself hoping he’ll come up to me one last time so I can at least hold out my hand before he has a chance to walk away again and at least get his name. But nooOOOooooo. Does that happen? No. I see him. I know he sees me. But nothing. And there was no time available for me to just go up and say hi to him. So. I’m guessing I wasn’t supposed to? Maybe my focus is on the wrong thing? I know that’s probably it, but still. I at least want to know his name so I can stalk him on facebook. Haha. Seriously though, I feel teased. And I’m upset about it. I don’t like it. But then of course at the same time, I do. Because now he’s a mystery to be solved. And definitely a mystery I want to solve. And I’m a bit annoyed. Which is good. I’m amused, annoyed, intrigued, what on earth did he do to me? Haha. Oh man. Next time I see him, if I get the opportunity, I am going to find out his name. I am going to introduce myself, as nerve-wracking as that will be. I’ll do it. Because then at least the mystery of his name will be solved. And maybe from there, we’ll get somewhere. Ahhhhh geez!
