So when last you heard from me, I listened to your advice, bit the bullet and gave The Waitress my phone number, sneakily. I walked home that day on cloud nine.
I gave a pretty girl my number.
I gave a pretty girl my number!
I was mentally high fiving myself the whole way home. And I think honestly we over look those little day to day achievements. Those moments when we put ourselves out there, making ourselves vulnerable. We risk, sometimes small and sometimes big, hoping for a great reward.
Baby steps are still steps forward.
And sometimes they feel fucking fantastic.
Aaaaand sometimes they don’t. It’s been almost a week and my flirty, sexy, dream-worthy waitress hasn’t called.
I’m doing my best not to take that personally. After all, maybe she is just incredibly busy. Maybe she came down with the plague and she is being isolated at the hospital with no hope of getting to her phone for the next few weeks. Maybe someone ran over her cat and she is out seeking vigilantly revenge.
Or more likely, maybe she just flirts with customers trying to get bigger tips.
I gotta say, I would have expected it more if it was a bartender I was flirting with.
Oh well, I take solace in the fact that I am not the first to be taken in by a pretty face.
On the upside, I have been invited to a Halloween party on the 2nd. Someone from work is having a party for a few friends and friends of friends, just a costume bash with lots of happy juice. (The happy juice is totally my favourite part… Either that or the sexy costumes… Or the decorations… Or all the pretty girls in said sexy costumes.. Or… Ok, I have a lot of favourite parts.)
I’m counting down the days until I can get out and be social with adults again.
This also gives me something to focus on: finding the still missing pieces of my super sexy Halloween costume. I was walking around a Dollar store about three weeks ago, listening to music when all of a sudden an idea hit me out of the blue. Bam! Halloween costume! Since then I’ve been trying to put it together myself.
I plan to post a picture of the first piece later today. Why am I not doing it now you ask? Because it’s 12:30 and I’m going to bed!
I’ll keep you posted on The Waitress situation and let you know should she text, call or smoke signal in the next few days. Until then I suppose the only thing that will twix my nethers will be run on batteries…