This chick invites me to go to Brooklyn with her. I say it's too early (we had just met). She says give me your number... Blah blah blah. She calls me right there at the bar where I met her AND...I have T-Mobile so, no signal. I came to notice it later that I didn't have her number in my phone. I'm gonna start banging my head against the wall. Gosh she was hot...
Rotten luck...should have swapped No.s Does it help If I say: "There are plenty more fish in the see".
Well, we're were supposed to swap numbers if I had a fucking signal. Jesus, she was hot. No, it doesn't help. It's not a numbers game. I want her.
Damn that sucks. Just gotta hope she calls back or you run into her again. You should try the number tear next time.
What's number tear? Gosh she was so hot... Aggressive too. I gave her a peck kiss on the lips. I shoulda fucking gone home with her or something. Anything is better than this.
1st off bring up the fact that you want to exchange numbers or wait till she says something then grab a piece of paper(I always carry a paper and pen, always!) tear it in half and write your number on one half. Before giving her your number, hand her the other half of the paper and pen. She'll write her number down for sure. Then exchange. I usually also tell her to draw a picture of herself in case I forget what she looks like. Gold.
What I meant was, I assumed you physically gave her your No. Why did she not physically give you hers? I'm not in the No.s game either, just trying to make you feel better.:cheers2: I don't suppose you took a picture on your phone?
Yeah, but this wasn't even a case of her not wanting to give me her number. If anything she was the most aggressive between the two of us. I'm telling you she invited me to come with her! It was just a fucking mishap. But I still feel like a dunsky.
No. There was nothing physical. Just cellphones dude. At least here that's what people do, tell 'em your number, they call you back IN YOUR PRESENCE (which is what happened) and then both numbers are saved on each other's phone. I'm fucking crying. Gosh what a bod. And so cool too. No concededness whatsoever. Gosh.
Oh, I know that wasn't the case, just giving you an alternate number exchange method for net time. You live and you learn. As long as you learn from it, it's never a failure. And yes, I know that didn't make you feel any better but, it's true.
When I get the cellphone number exchange thing from a girl I bust on her for being high tech and tell her I'm old school and then go for the num rip. Also if you do the celly exchange thing you should try to be the one that gets her num and then call her. After you call her put the phone in your pocket without her even answering her phone yet. It's a vey sneaky imbedded DHV that you get so many numbers it's second nature.
Well, "charge it to the game" like the motherfuckers on 8th Avenue say. I guess there ARE more fish in the sea. Gosh what an incredible body. FUCK! Alright I'm over it. No, not really. *breathes* Aiight, NOW.
I see. Here we just write it down or tap it into the phone directly (or blu tooth it). It seems a little pointless to say what you cudda shudda done. I feel your pain...
You're missing some details. What happened was, she was rushing out the door to meet her friends in Brooklyn. She invites me to come. I says, hell no. I'm ABOUT to ask her number and she beats me to it. So I give it to her, you know. And she calls me back in front of me, but my cell was on the couch a few steps away. So I kiss her. She leaves. And when I get to my cell I jump back and say, "Virgin Mary mother of fucking God. Can you believe this motherfucking shit."
Don't! Body-wise, pretty close. She HAS to have been an athlete or something. Everything was ALL hooked up on that girl. Jesis. For me she was perfect. But she had a little extra around the waste. For some people that would disqualify her as a 10. I actually like that shit. Who gives a fuck.
I know she's hot and all but, you shouldn't feel as bad. you're just a victim of legistics and cicumstance.