Missed Opportunities

[RickM]

This is what I call a "two weeker". You think about her and what you should've done for about two weeks and then see another.

[Shaun @ Tru6]

True Rick, except all I do is work, so once a month for me.

BTW, I found this girl online (CL) and while she's much younger than the bookstore girl, sorta has the same look.

[oldE]

Many years ago, (back when university dorms were segregated and you had to be out by 10 PM), a friend of mine, (who I will refer to as P) confessed one evening, upon my questioning of her down mood, to not having much luck with this guy she was trying to get together with. In the fashion of true friendship, I made some suggestions about hanging around their mutual friends, etc. and was mildly curious about who the guy was, but never noticed her taking up with someone.

A year later my girlfriend and I were yaking with another friend about people and where they had gone and I asked whether P had hooked up with the guy she had been mooning over the previous year. Our friend snorted and laughed, "You idiot. It was you!"

The girlfriend, (now my wife of over 30 years) was greatly pissed with P, as we had been together before that and she knew it. On the other hand, she refers to me as a 2x4 kind of guy, 'cause that's what it takes to get my attention. She was reading this thread over this morning and said I fit right in.

Les

[Rick Lee]

In college, I had a class with this girl who was so smoking hot, all I could do was stare at her and fantasize about how a girl like that would never talk to me. Last day of class the professor took us all to a bar and I talked with her a little. We were both gym rats, but she looked like she belonged in a BowFlex commercial. Never thought I'd see her again.

A few mos. later, she showed up at one of my band gigs and asked me why I hadn't returned any of her calls!!!!!! I was floored. Turns out she had gone to my gym, gotten my phone number from the front desk and left a few messages with my several knucklhead roommates, who never gave them to me. Arrggghhh!!! Anyway, I got a few mos. of great sex out of that one and then she slipped away. I'll never forget that image of her walking out my door with a condom wrapper in her sizeable hair.

[Tim Hancock]

Originally posted by Rick Lee
I'll never forget that image of her walking out my door with a condom wrapper in her sizeable hair.

[M.D. Holloway]

She was prolly a lesbo...dang, makes it worse don't it?

Oh, what the heck, sometimes the 'what could have been' is far better then 'what was'.

[speeder]

I've dropped the ball more times than I could count, but learned a lesson or two:

-Timing is everything. It shows her confidence and quick-wittedness. You do not have to be obnoxious and doing an impression of someone else, but you need to jump on the bait like a hobo on a ham sandwich. Women are fickle in attraction and later on is too late, you failed the audition. Might as well move on.

If you are single, always have an upcoming event in your back pocket to invite someone to in a pinch. You need to be able to suggest something and close the deal fast, just saying "let's hang out" only works if you look like Brad Pitt and she's drunk.

[tabs]

Originally posted by Moses
Long ago I was at a party with a girl I'd been looking at for a few months. Another girl, impossibly attractive, slipped her phone # into my shirt pocket as she walked by. It didn't go unnoticed by my date. Figuring a sure thing was better than speculation, I tore up the number in front of my date in a casual (but exceedingly difficult) moment of chivalry. The date went nowhere. The beautiful girl and her number were lost forever.

There's a lesson in here somewhere.

Like memorizing the number before tearing it up.

[speeder]

Originally posted by Shaun 84 Targa
True Rick, except all I do is work, so once a month for me.

BTW, I found this girl online (CL) and while she's much younger than the bookstore girl, sorta has the same look.

Ahhh, OK...

[epbrown]

Originally posted by kaisen
Sounds like she may go there frequently. So get to know the store owner yourself and drop an inquiry. If the store owner likes you, he'll mention it to her. If she's open, she'll give the blessing and who knows....

What Shaun doesn't get is he didn't miss his shot - he was blocked! The store owner liked the chick too, saw Shaun had a shot, and suddenly a guy that handles money all day is fumbling with the change, dropping it and can't find it? Every cashier I've seen drop change simply pulled more coins from the register - why delay a customer when you can snag the coins later, right? If Shaun sees this chick again, she'll be on Butterfingers arm and he'll have a smug look on his face.

[Rich76_911s]

I was nuts over a girl in my anatomy lab, think cadavers, scalpels, and disgusting smells. I was probably one of the worst students in the class. Give me some numbers and I'm great, make me memorize insertion, origin, and action of every muscle in the body and I am a single digit IQ person. Anyway she invited me over to study Anatomy for the final exam before Christmas Break.

Well I went, she even baked cookies, mostly we chatted up everything except Anatomy. When we got back from Christmas Break she had moved to a new Apartment and I didn't have her number anymore. This was before everyone in the world had cell phones. Saw her on campus months later, but it was too late by then. I guess I should have made more of an effort that first night, but I am about a smooth as 5 grit sandpaper.

[masraum]

I've had several. A few that I knew about and probably twice as many more that I never realized. I had one that I didn't realize until probably 10 years later from high school and plenty in college. Yeah, unless they stick their tongue down my throat or just come right out and tell me, I don't get it.

[David]

Originally posted by masraum
I've had several. A few that I knew about and probably twice as many more that I never realized. I had one that I didn't realize until probably 10 years later from high school and plenty in college. Yeah, unless they stick their tongue down my throat or just come right out and tell me, I don't get it.

Sounds similar to my experiences.

One that wasn't missed that was kind of funny: I was invited to a party by an old boss who said a certain girl from a company he dealt with wanted me to be at the party. So I went knowing something was up. I was talking to her at the party trying to find some common ground since we really never said more than hi to each other. I finally just asked what she enjoyed doing to which she replied, "I really enjoy having sex". Needless to say we left . A year or so later I ended working for the same company and she sexually harassed me constantly, but I didn't mind too much.

[vash]

once driving cross country solo to go back to college. stopped at a motel6, and started looking for dinner. i met a cutie staying at the same hotel going the opposite direction. we ate together, laughed drank, and like a total HOMO... i went back to my room to sleep. i only knew her first name. now everytime i drive thru Blythe, i slam my head against my steering wheel for old time's sake.

i have lots of other stories just like that. i was clueless.

[Joeaksa]

Originally posted by Superman
I am so entirely DENSE, except in matter of politics of course. Truly, Websters wanted my picture to help illustrate the term "naive."

For example, I was once buying a half-rack of beer at a supermarket. The young lady at the register carded the fellow in front of me so, when I was up next, I asked her if she would like to see my ID. She said "not unless it has your phone number on it."

I was driving in my car when I figured out what happened.

But there's hope. A very good friend of mine has a new situation. She and her lover, another woman, found another love. So now it's two attractive young redheads and a slightly older brunette doing their impression of a plate of spaghetti each night. I promise to be paying attention if they ask me whether I'd like to accompany them.

Idiot!!! Call the place and make sure she is working the next day. Then call your favourite florist (you do have one I hope!!??) and send her some flowers at work.

Go back the next day with a card for the young lady. Buy some more beer, wait in line and give it to her as you leave. Put something inside like a voucher saying "good for dinner" someplace you enjoy, and hope you enjoyed the roses...

One thing that many men forget are the flowers. When I was really in the "chasing mode" I had an account at a local florist and sent flowers on a regular basis.

Worked everytime for me...