Rejection == confidence.

This week, at the club, I ran into a woman that I'd danced with a few times and wanted to get to know better. It's hard to get her alone in the club, though, since she's gotten many friends. When I first met her, it was something like August, and she'd just moved to town, and the longer I waited, the slimmer my chances became.

So I decided not to let myself hesitate any longer and asked for a phone number. I was, like, "Excuse me, could I have your phone number? I... I... I..." and I was just trying to come up with a sentence that didn't end with "I just didn't want to wait any longer" or "I think I'd be better off talking where there's no music and I don't have to compete for your attention" or something pathetic like that.

She declined with "My boyfriend would have a big problem with that..." and she started laughing.

But, then suddenly I snapped to, saying "well, you don't have to laugh that hard. That's why I ask, instead of just reading your mind." Totally took it in stride.

Maybe it helps that I become totally witty after being rejected, that it sort of makes up for the rejection itself. Maybe I should get rejected more often, then I'll be smooooth.

Of course, now a "yes" worries me more than a "no".

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I've known people who type without capitalizing the pronoun "I". Connotes people who don't think too highly of themselves.

The ultimate way to get across your downcast expression is to emphasize a lowercase i with italics:

he says he hasn't seen her for a while, but i know he was fucking her two minutes ago.

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During today's work lull, I went to the other end of the office and just helped someone move some boxes.

In so doing, I found these ticket center signs that look like giant novelty tickets. I think I'll hang one in my room.

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I'm sorry, I'm afraid you've dialed a wang number.