Apparently I have a penchant for writing notes to guys.
Exhibit A: Attempts 1 & 3.
Exhibit B: A few years ago I met a guy at a friend's wedding, and we started hanging out regularly. I decided I might like him, but I couldn't read his mind to figure out what he thought about me. My method of getting to the truth? Writing an email for crystal clear clarification – in my professional opinion people are more honest on paper since they don’t have to look at the other person while laying it all out there (plus, you get written proof if you need it for your scrapbook).
To: The Crush
From: Penelope
Subject: The deal, middle school style situation
I like you, but since I haven’t been able to meet up with you lately, I haven’t had a chance to share that little secret with you.
Possibilities:
1. Maybe you’ve got a gal and can’t be bothered with me
2. Maybe you like me the same as I like you, and you want me to kiss you so we can see what happens
3. Maybe you have absolutely no interest in me and never want to see me again
4. Maybe you’re free and single and just want to keep it that way
5. Maybe you think I’m cool, but you’re only interested in friendship
6. Maybe you like me, but you think I want to go steady and you’re not looking for commitment
7. Maybe something else that I haven’t covered here
Conclusion:
Are any of the above true? #2 is my top pick, but I’m really okay with any of them (except #3. If you choose #3, can I get my Hello Kitty Tupperware back before you tell me to go away?) Be brutally honest; I can take it. I really want the complete truth rather than not knowing.
To: Penelope
From: The Crush
Subject: Re: The deal, middle school style situation
LOL, middle school style, ok, let me look these over….#1 except that doesn’t mean I can’t hang out with you. #4 but we aren’t officially together. #5 I do think you’re a cool girl, seriously, but I don’t see us as more than friends. I like kickin’ it with ya, but just as friends if you’re cool with that because I really do have a good time with you.
Fast forward to now: The Crush and I are still friends, and I’m still writing notes to guys.
Exhibit C: First of all, homemade chocolate yogurt sprinkled with graham crackers – yum! Clearly Four, aka the guy working behind the frozen yogurt counter, and I had a connection when he asked me what my shirt said and I read it to him “Indie, Pop, Rock, You, And Me” (I attempted to flirtatiously emphasize the “you” and “me” portion). I asked my friends how old they thought the guy was, and Polly pointed out his mustache as proof that he was probably old enough. You should know that I am horrible at the age game, and it’s always better for me to get second opinions on the age factor. With their just barely age approval, I went back to the counter for my mission.
Me: The yogurt was delicious, and this is for you (as I handed him a note)
Four: What’s this?
Me: You get a love note today!
Four: Is it from you? (with an adorable smile, which made me think, “Oh my goodness, this is a frozen yogurt place, this dude’s got to be crazy young.”)
Me: Yep, bye!
The note…
Dear You,
You seem like you are most likely a nice fellow. Fact: I’m pretty fantastic myself. Conclusion: We should go out sometime.
Sincerely,
Pop, Rock, Indie shirt girl (aka Penelope) 415-555-7949
While the note might not work with this kid (I say kid because in retrospect I’m convinced that he was a youngster), I might start carrying generic notes to pass out because really I never know when I might need one!
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