Mark
So...there's this guy; let's call him "Mark". I like to think I'm a fairly outgoing and friendly person, but I can be kind of shy upon first meeting people and I tend to panic under pressure. When I'm put on the spot, I feel my anxiety level start to rise. When I feel uncomfortable and/or awkward, I laugh. There's no preventing it and I don't do it on purpose; it's like this giant release of discomfort my body needs to expel. There are a lot of crazy stories I could tell you about me getting myself into trouble with guys (I'll share some more of those later). This is just the most recent fiasco in a long list of awkward guy incidents in the past month or two.
Oh, right. Back to "Mark". This guy in particular is an acquaintance by mutual friendship with someone at school; we've only met a few times. One day about a week or two ago, he cornered me in one of the dining commons. He said hello and I said hi, then he asked me out. I was so taken aback that I laughed. The poor kid was horrified and I had to quickly explain that I wasn't laughing at him, I just panic when I'm put on the spot. To make matters worse, after I laughed and explained why I wasn't laughing at him but laughing at the awkwardness of him asking me out, I then told him that I'd have to think about his offer.
I told my best friend Danielle about the incident and she tried to convince me to give him a chance. She told me to give her one good reason why I shouldn't... All I could come up with is that he may secretly be a psychopath. Yeah, I know. It's a lame excuse. I've pretty much resolved myself to a lifetime of solitude and a house of cats. Appropriate considering that Valentine's Day is two days away!
I called him today to see if he was okay, got power back, etc. I told him that we should wait until the storm settled and school got back into gear, then we could grab a coffee or something. He was trying very hard to not sound relieved that I said yes. I figure I should give him a chance. The whole incident with him asking was positively mortifying though and I knew I had to share my humiliation with people who would appreciate it! Happy Monday!
Oh, right. Back to "Mark". This guy in particular is an acquaintance by mutual friendship with someone at school; we've only met a few times. One day about a week or two ago, he cornered me in one of the dining commons. He said hello and I said hi, then he asked me out. I was so taken aback that I laughed. The poor kid was horrified and I had to quickly explain that I wasn't laughing at him, I just panic when I'm put on the spot. To make matters worse, after I laughed and explained why I wasn't laughing at him but laughing at the awkwardness of him asking me out, I then told him that I'd have to think about his offer.
I told my best friend Danielle about the incident and she tried to convince me to give him a chance. She told me to give her one good reason why I shouldn't... All I could come up with is that he may secretly be a psychopath. Yeah, I know. It's a lame excuse. I've pretty much resolved myself to a lifetime of solitude and a house of cats. Appropriate considering that Valentine's Day is two days away!
I called him today to see if he was okay, got power back, etc. I told him that we should wait until the storm settled and school got back into gear, then we could grab a coffee or something. He was trying very hard to not sound relieved that I said yes. I figure I should give him a chance. The whole incident with him asking was positively mortifying though and I knew I had to share my humiliation with people who would appreciate it! Happy Monday!
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