2 years ago but I still sometimes think about the missed opportunity. I didn't get her info because she had a bf but I knew she was into me. I should have just done it. Bro story, co.
OP, it happened to me at a bar. She was drinking PBR by the can and eating house fries while reading a book. Petite with rectangular-frame glasses, wearing a sun gray dress. We talked about our lives, our ambitions and our desires. For 10 minutes she ignored her phone which rang twice. Her boyfriend walked in. He asked "Why are you ignoring your phone?" I said to myself, "You dog you! You should have got her number". She then introduced me to her boyfriend. He said "Hey". He took her in his arms, payed her bill and walked out with her. My heart sank about there on the hill street. Into the wishing well I looked. Into the wishing well I sank. Into the wishing well I drank. I tried to find the reason. Sometimes things are not what they seam. Those pesky rules and social standards we place, we place only on our lives.
OP and Cohete should start a Viral campaign to find ther girls, with all of us saying something nice about our dudes in the videos, like "I'm sure he would be the ehm...best thing you'll ever get, he seems nice on CF.net" or "do I get the 5 bucks for this?!...oh, camera is on?!...he's the best person I've ever met, otherwise I wouldn't do this, call him!!!"
These women that you met once.... seem amazing because you haven't talked to them long enough for the crazy to come out.
This happened to me, too. It was in Houston. I was dropping someone off at the airport. There was a girl working at the airport. She kept looking at me that way. We talked after all the passengers had left. I had a girlfriend at the time. I never asked for her number. I still remember her name. But the name is too common to find the person over the Internet. Plus, that was 17 years ago and she might be a grandmother now. The end.
Sonia Gray. Or Sonia Grey. Something like that. But too old now anyway . I don't age. Only the girls around me do.
I was in love once. She was Brazilian, or Chinese, or something weird. I met her in the bathroom of a K-Mart and we made out for hours. Then we parted ways, never to see each other again.