Yesterday I spent a few hours looking at warehouses to hold an event. This one in particular looked rather inconspicuous outside and wasn't as big as the rest. I don't know why that would be interesting to you, but anyhoozens... I parked right in front of it, behind some fancy car which I figured was the owner's. I knocked but no one answered and since the door was ajar, I just walked in slowly half expecting to be kicked out. Me: "Hellllloooo! It's Cindy... We just spoke on the phone"
And out of thin air appears this GORGEOUS, tall man with longish, light brown hair, mid to late 30s, sporting jeans and some kind of leather jacket, with a perfect smile, and a vvvvvvery cool walk.
Me: "Kevin?"
Him: "No, Scott. We just spoke."
Me: "Oh right, Scott. Why would I call you Kevin? *Hahaha... fake nervous laugh*
Him: "Do I look like a Kevin?"
Me: "Nah... you're totally a Scott" (Better answer: you're much better looking than a Scott)
So he welcomes me in and invites me to look around. I then proceed to drop aaaaall the paperwork that I was carrying inside my books. Apparently, I loose all feeling in my arms when I'm attracted to someone. A few nervous chuckles after that, I drop my pen, which of course against all odds rolls right under a desk and hits the wall. So I bend down to get it, hit my head on the desk on the way up, and pretty much solidify my loser status right off the bat.
After that fantastic episode, I follow him around while he talks to me about the venue. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah... I'm literary not even listening and hoping to either run away never to be seen again or moving in and spending my life just looking at him. Either one would be acceptable. Then, for WHATEVER reason, I just decide to take my car keys out of my pocket and put them on a random table...Me: "Oh wait, I really shouldn't leave my keys there"
Him: "Yeah... probably"
Me: "I mean, it's not like they're heavy or something"
Him: *blank stare*
"It's not like they're heavy or something"?!?!?!?
WHAT. THE. HELL. WAS. THAT?
I thank this incredible specimen for his time, walk out strategically managing to not fall on my face, get into my car, and put my head down on the steering wheel slowly but surely coming to terms with my inevitable and perpetual spinsterdom.
When I look up he is in front of me, Ferrari convertible top down, waving goodbye, and probably hoping I get home in one piece...
Call me? *sigh*
16 comments:
You'll get 'em next time? Don't be so hard on yourself. :)
I could totally see what you described as the opening scene to a romantic comedy where the slightly clumsy and awkward yet successful and beautiful girl gets the hot guy with the ferrari at the end and they live happily ever after. It is SO happening!!
See, now if you had just met him in Target like you imagined, this would have gone totally different. I'm sorry I snickered when I read this but you're just too adorable Cindy.
F'real.
xo
Hi Dani! I'll never see him again (if he has his way...) !
Frugalista... In my post Fantasies, et al. I described a situation similar to this. That was funny because it was all in my head. This was me in all my glory and I was PRETTY mortified! But you're right... it's movie worthy.
Barry... You're welcomed to snicker all you want... it's funny! And you know why it's so funny?!?!?! Because it wasn't even my fantasy!!! Aaaaarrrrggghhhh... One day, I'll be slick and cool and all the boys will bow to my greatness.
*sigh* I should be studied.
Maybe you would have had more luck if you had flashed him your big-girl panties.
I'm just sayin'...
I can totally relate hunny. I've been known to get rather tongue-tied and probably a little stupid ... not to mention I talk WAY too much ...
Don't worry girl ... your Prince Charming will appear one day ... or maybe you'll just have to go out and get him ... I did LOL
wait a minute... BLUNT cards? I should have came up with that?!?!
hey, thanks for stopping by, i luuuurve your blog as well. i think we're gonna get alone JUST FINE. we both hate women, so hey, thats a start
Bahaha that was hilarious. I love when your mind goes blank and the first thing that comes out of your mouth is the very last thing you hoped you would say.
Life.
That is so adorable, you! And if he is as handsome as you make him seem then probably he is used to girls going bananas and salivating over him. So, no biggie. right? swoooon
HAA! I think your line is really funny! I would've laughed and not at you, but with you!
I totally know what you mean though. Whenever I'm around someone who's HAWT I say the stupidest shit. And I have in repeat in my head, "STOP TALKING!" but I just can't!
Love your sit!! xoxo
Do a little test and go back to see him again, next time you might be totally cool and in control, worth a try, no? :)
Loved your post on Barry's blog and so glad I stumbled across your blog, I'll be back for more :)
I don't think you have too much to worry about. He was probably doing his happy dance on the inside. If you couldn't move him then he is not worth the time or effort.
Omg I would probably have acted the same way!! When I'm near a hot guy i have NO idea why I just shut down. I stutter which I never do, I fall, & become verbally dsylexic.
He drove a Ferrari?? Pick that Warehouse so you can totally see Scott again!!!!!
Barry... I will be sure to flash him whatever panties possible next time. Maybe that'll do it... *sigh* Oh wait - I'll probably fall on my butt and kill two birds with one stone.
Birdy! Thanks for stopping by:) I have those moments constantly. I invented that!
Soggy... I'm pretty sure he told his beautiful girlfriend about me that night. And laughed and laughed and...
Hi HipHopHippie:))) Glad you like my page. I apparently have SERIOUS issues that must be addressed fairly soon. Actually, I have an update about this for you guys. hehehe
Thanks so much Betty! Barry is amazing and I'm so thankful he featured me on his page. Glad you stopped by and I need to go and visit you soon. I hate getting caught up in senseless errands. Thanks for the kudos!!!!
Shane - the only thing I moved where his lips when he laughed at me all the way home. It was hilarious. I was just telling the story to my dad and he had tears running down his eyes. He thinks it's classic Cindy. And also thinks I need a better game. Now, when your DAD says that... you're in trouble.
Hi Melanie! Yeah... he drove away... top down and all. I salivated and waved good bye knowing full well he probably thought Mr. Magoo had a better chance of getting home safer than I did.
Still smiling about this. Just thought you should know. And I had to blogroll you Cindy! I didn't feel after reading you, I have much of a choice. :)
Hmmm, since women don't fall apart around me, I'll assume they're sending me a message. HAHAHAHAHA
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