this morning #1678.
this morning, after soliciting advice from all the guys at the bar last night, i went for it. amongst that crowd, the overwhelming sentiment was “why not? what’ve you got to lose?” it’s true. i mean, i knew that, if she did turn me down, i’d be just as single as i am right now. no harm. no foul. i came up with all sorts of clever messages. deleted them all. in the end, i went with something standard but sort of bland. HEY THERE. 😊 I HAD A GREAT TIME THE OTHER NIGHT. DO IT AGAIN SOMETIME? sent my message off into the ether. waited all day for an answer. just as i was leaving work, it finally came. HEY. IT WAS FUN. YOU SEEM NICE BUT I’M HAPPILY SINGLE. GOOD LUCK! fuck. i thought i had a shot. whatever. her loss. screw her. i moved on.