Fact: I'm not always smooth and quick on my feet. My friend SS thinks that things I say to guys are pretty genius and has asked me to send her "lines" she might be able to say to someone now and then. This brief post is to prove that my words aren't always winners.
I recently wandered into a coffee shop that I walk by nearly everyday. This particular day it was raining and cold, so I decided to hide from the elements for a few minutes and grab a drink. I chatted with the two handsome and funny baristas while I was there (one has a beard and giant wooden gauges in his ears, while the other has a sweet mustache and a great arm tattoo). The following week I stopped in to drop off an invitation for a party at the salon and give Mustache a tiny mustache comb. His enthusiastic reaction was perfect and he immediately started using it right there. Yesterday I stopped in to say hi (and maybe ask out Mustache). Mustache was present and there were no customers, which should have made for the perfect date-talk environment; instead this happened...He thanked me again for the comb and said, "It's great for those mornings when," pause while he decided what to say, "my mustache is really messy in the morning." I responded by saying, "Like bed head, except it would be mustache head!" Then as soon as that sentence was in the air I realized "mustache head" was a slightly awkward phrase, and then that awkwardness was magnified when he slowly replied, "Yeeeeaah, that's exactly what I was trying not to say." Then I laughed, paid for my drink, and didn't ask him out for a date.
So, SS (and my other wonderful friends that might have me on a flirting pedestal), my wit and charm are not always polished, but even then I still walk away with a smile as I laugh at the situation.
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