Saturday, 8 September 2007

So not cool..

So, why do I find things to say when I'm arguing with middle-aged women/men about books and packages but get tongue tied when a cute (oh so cute!) guy asks me something?

I was standing by the mailboxes, looking through the mail (CDs) when a guys enters the foyer and bends down to open his mailbox. Then he looks up at me and says -

Cute Guy: You smell really nice!
Me: Huh? Sorry?
Cute Guy: You smell really nice. What are you wearing?
Me (thinking): OMG! what-the-fug-did-I-spray-on? I've-gotta-say-something-now-or-he'll-think-I'm-a-total-retard. Uh oh! Time-to-say-something-is-almost-up-before-it's-too-late-to-sound-somewhat- normal. Ok.
Me: Oh, thanks! It's Donna Karan. DKNY. The apple. Well, it's not called 'the apple' but it looks like an apple. The Green one. Not the red.
Cute Guy: Oh. Great! Cheers!
Me: Cheers!
(thinking): Urgh! that was sooo un-cool. So unprepared for this. When did he move in? He'll probably buy it for his girlfriend anyway. Shit. Oh well, maybe I'll never see him again. But he was sooo cute! Since when do I sound and think like a 14 year old? Great. Ems, you idiot!

Yup, and if you didn't know it; Cool is soooo not my middle name!




(Why don't I just find myself a tree, climb up it
and never come down again?)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

He he he, life aint easy when there are cute things around :-) Btw, I have the red apple and it's nice too.

Laura said...

Hmm it sounds like me last night, and I didn't even FANCY the guy. I was at a wedding and popped out to the loo and the photographer was in the foyer looking at a slideshow of his photos. Here's how THAT went:

Me: (couldn't see the screen at this point) Oh, are you looking at your photos?

Him: Pardon? (it was quite loud)

Me: (having moved closer, so can now see screen, so don't need to ask, but not knowing what else to say) Are you looking at your photos? (well yeah, there they are on the screen).

Him: Yeah (possibly something else I don't recall)

Me: Oh and are you pleased with how they've turned out? (fair question but like, he is a professional who's being PAYED to do this, of course he's going to be pleased)

Him: Yeah they seem okay

Me: (wittering on by now) Oh. Good. Well, I like photography. I mean, it's just a hobby I haven't got any equipment like that.(indicating camera with huge lens)

Him: Well it's just a box with a hole in it at the end of the day

Me: (trying to pay a compliment) Yeah it's you that's behind it isn't it. (silence) Right. Anyway, well. Bye.

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Totally pointless random conversation.

I am just absolutely RUBBISH at making small talk with strangers. It's a wonder I've EVER made any friends. I go all shy and stupid!!!