| SamuelRSmith said: Heh, this thread reminds me all too much of when I first met my girlfriend (coming up to two years now). Fates weren't as kind to me, though. First time we met, I dropped my lunch all over my suit. Second time, the whole "gun rights" thing came up, and we got into an argument (she's come around after two years thought  ).You're braver than me, though, actually getting to ask her out like that. I had to initially ask her out... via a message... whilst out drunk with some friends. The message was flagged as "seen" within five minutes of asking... she didn't respond for hours. Fortunate for me, she said yes. Unfortunately for me, she picked a pricey Japanese restaurant (I should have known then what this thing would cost me), and doubly-unfortunately for me, I found out the reason why she took so long to respond was because she was contacting mutual people we knew to find out if I was safe to go out with... meaning that, essentially, everybody who knew us, knew that I asked her out, before I even knew the answer. |
Precisely the kind of thing i'm hoping to avoid, because i hate people asking questions about stuff like this, unless they're someone i'm really tight with who i know really cares about me (so very close friends, or my parents. That's basically it on that front).
Jobs are in the same category. There were a lot of relatives in my family that you just couldn't talk about job prospects with, because then this or that happens, you don't get the job, then you endure a battery of "you didn't get the job, huh, well why not?" or similar well-meaning questions (they weren't being mean about it) that still made you feel bad about what happened. Relationships would be much the same way, though this is the closest i've come to even the general vicinity of a relationship in the last four years, so i don't have any experience on that front.
Plus in this case i wanted to avoid putting her on the spot. She left class talking with a group of people, and i hung back (ended up talking to my project partner anyway,) waited until she split with them and got on an elevator, got on the same elevator (though still one more person in there), then was able to get a moment "alone" (still in a very public place, mind, not like i'm trying to corner her or anything) to make the ask. Just for something to drink or lunch, i said, vaguely motioning towards the open-air park outside our grad school building.
She hasn't unfriended me yet on facebook, so i know i haven't freaked her out 
Monster Hunter: pissing me off since 2010.
