So you know how life sometimes just, ya know, happens?
I've been so wrapped up with work for the most part and then crush-wise been totally focused on the boy from work...I totally forgot to be self-conscious when meeting a cute new boy.
Who then asked for my number and wants to try to go see Inception together.
...what?
I was out with my friend J and her new boyfriend and he brought his buddy. Now I was so worried this would be awkward when J and her bf got couple-y, as I knew they would once she'd had a few drinks in her, but I figured at least I won't be the third wheel. Was not even thinking "Hey maybe he'll be cute and be interested in me."
Well...apparently he thought I was cool enough to ask for my number.
I'm still flabbergasted. I never get asked for my number. Ever. Especially not by someone sober and who seems put together with a career laid out in front of him and who is really good looking.
Can I just repeat that I never get asked for my number? Ever.
First a teaching interview call yesterday and now a boy asks for my number.
Hell must be freezing over.
It's about time my good karma came back around in my favour.
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