The Irish girl
Sally said I should move over to her section at work last night. I agreed. In her section was the kind of new girl Amy, the girl I stated as being “Model calibre”. I didn’t realise how shallow I could be until last night, all the males in the contact centre think she is very attractive…as do I. So I moved over to her section and sat next to her, and I spent the next hour trying to stir up some conversation. The next hour went and my success rate was at 0%, but I then sat back in my chair and tried to critique what the hell I was doing. I was only trying to get to know her because of how she looked, my brain it seemed had done one of those connection chains e.g:
- Sit in her area
- Start talking to her
- She’ll like you if you put on the charm
- You’ll go out with her
- You’ll go home with her
- You may even get to sleep with her
Hold on I thought, first off, this has no chance of working out, simply because she’s way out of me league and second of all…she just isn’t like that. You see what happened was, after I stopped myself in my tacks, I just thought “be friendly and try to get to know her genuinely”, don’t go after her because of her looks, just be a real person. Suddenly other people existed again and I was having conversations with a few different people, and when it came to talking to Amy, I was much more relaxed and things went along a lot smoother. She’s a very catholic girl, she’s by no means a prude….but she does have standards, something a lot of the girls at work could do with. So as my shift drew to a close, I said goodnight to her and I now feel as though I have another friend at work, with no alternative agenda. It’s weird how these experiences can effect the way you want to progress as a person, and I guess all these struggling teenage years are really the building blocks of you’re future self.
- Sit in her area
- Start talking to her
- She’ll like you if you put on the charm
- You’ll go out with her
- You’ll go home with her
- You may even get to sleep with her
Hold on I thought, first off, this has no chance of working out, simply because she’s way out of me league and second of all…she just isn’t like that. You see what happened was, after I stopped myself in my tacks, I just thought “be friendly and try to get to know her genuinely”, don’t go after her because of her looks, just be a real person. Suddenly other people existed again and I was having conversations with a few different people, and when it came to talking to Amy, I was much more relaxed and things went along a lot smoother. She’s a very catholic girl, she’s by no means a prude….but she does have standards, something a lot of the girls at work could do with. So as my shift drew to a close, I said goodnight to her and I now feel as though I have another friend at work, with no alternative agenda. It’s weird how these experiences can effect the way you want to progress as a person, and I guess all these struggling teenage years are really the building blocks of you’re future self.
posted by A.Lee at 2:42 AM
1 Comments:
Isn't it funny how you can first see someone who is quite nice looking and think automatically you want to bang them. Than you sit and realize how shallow you do seem by going by looks alone. So you attempt to get to know the person that they are and you find yourself not having those feelings quite so much. LOL
I do it alot don't worry, but than I think oh god how wrong am I judging someone by their looks. Most recently I met this really great looking guy but later after getting to KNOW him and his personality I think he is an ass. But I'm still friends with him anyway but not anymore that way.
So don't always judge a book by its cover.
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