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Unicel
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So about 4 months ago I grew a pair of balls and decided to ask this person for her number, I thought what the hell, might as well try again. It had been 6 months since my last attempt which also to no surprise did not work before that. So before going out I showered and put on some clean clothes. I deluded myself into thinking that maybe JUST MAYBE she wouldn't find me repulsive and let me have a chance. JFL, such a stupid mentality tbh.
She made small talk with me and I asked for her number right before leaving, she wrote it down on one of those stamp card things and handed it to me. I looked at it and there was a name with what at the time I thought was her real number, nope. It was a fake, my dumbass actually got kinda happy and thought it was real. I texted her and no response, so after like a week It was more than obvious. Didn't go back to that coffee shop until today and that person was the one working and took my order again today.
I kept thinking why should I be the one that stops coming here? I did nothing wrong. I don't even care anymore if it's awkward seeing that person anymore, if I want a fucking coffee I'm going there and getting one. Just fucking hate it so much how she gave me a fake one and filled me up with all this excitement, my dumbass actually fell for it to. Should have know by now that I'm always going to get rejected, it's been happening since I was 9 so why would It be any different now.
tbh It's extremely rare for me to ever speak to women unless I have to for work or I'm at like a store or something, but somehow I thought things would result in something other than rejection again.
She made small talk with me and I asked for her number right before leaving, she wrote it down on one of those stamp card things and handed it to me. I looked at it and there was a name with what at the time I thought was her real number, nope. It was a fake, my dumbass actually got kinda happy and thought it was real. I texted her and no response, so after like a week It was more than obvious. Didn't go back to that coffee shop until today and that person was the one working and took my order again today.
I kept thinking why should I be the one that stops coming here? I did nothing wrong. I don't even care anymore if it's awkward seeing that person anymore, if I want a fucking coffee I'm going there and getting one. Just fucking hate it so much how she gave me a fake one and filled me up with all this excitement, my dumbass actually fell for it to. Should have know by now that I'm always going to get rejected, it's been happening since I was 9 so why would It be any different now.
tbh It's extremely rare for me to ever speak to women unless I have to for work or I'm at like a store or something, but somehow I thought things would result in something other than rejection again.