| Spent my lunchtime talking to two policemen...
This is because of a Dark-haired girl at the local Starbucks I've seen off and on for a few years, tried some C&F routines with, who kept disappearing for months on end somewhere as did I. She was extremely difficult to read, no obvious IOI's apart from an occassional tongue-flick when teasing me a couple of times, but did seem curious.
I did not give her a great deal of thought. She was on my daily run and the SB in question is packed out with HB's all the time in any case. She is pretty, but too young for me, clearly not too smart either and I'm not sure I wanted to go there. I spoke to a friend of hers once and asked if dark-haired girl was single, she said "yes, shall I ask her out for you" and I said "She's like half my age or something". Next time I saw DH girl she's clearly very curious, obviously been talking with the friend. I did some kino on her a few times but it is impossible to get her alone.
Next few times I see her she's in a sea of Starbucks minions. I try some hardcore C&F just to get her attention.
Anyway, must have overdone the C&F because one day after that I overheard her (she must have learn to whisper in a f***ing helicopter) telling a friend "he's obsessed with me".
OK, obviously creeping her out, from then on I just ignored her when I was in there and if she was serving just ordered politely, no eye contact, left.
But, then, a few months later she opened me again when I was giving her the cold SPAM, "Your quiet these days". To which I said "f*** off girlname", she laughed. I saw her a few times later over the next few months and hit her with some witty quip or other. She was still impossible to extract from behind the counter due to its high volume and the number of staff she was friendly with.
Anyway, last week I thought f*** it I'll send her a message on facebook. Not hard to find a Starbucks girl as all SB workers in the whole world seem to be on each other's friend lists. Was expecting a response. If she's not interested she'll just ignore it and I can forget it.
What's the WORST that could happen I thought? This was fairly innocuous "Hey, (potentially identifying text deleted), still not sure about you;" trying to keep her guessing which had got the best response out of her earlier.
OK, here's the WORST that can happen. I'm in said SB today, DH girl not there, eyeing up two HB's, one of whom is giving me the strongest IOI's I've had since third grade. Two policemen walk in and said they'd like a word. I handle this cooly, much better than I expected since I am completely and utterly mortified. They say, they've received a complaint blah blah blah. At this point I genuinely don't know who it is. They explain it is someone who received a facebook message, so then I know its dark-haired girl.
The two policemen are quite decent, though I'm surprised how intrusive their procedures are (they ask for proof of identity, address, phone number). I'm now barred from that SB. No charges obviously (what could there possibly be? Slightly flirtatious use of a social networking site?). I apologize to them for their involvement in a total non-issue. Obviously I'm not going to go anywhere near the girl ever again.
All in all this was an absolutely horrible experience. As a DLV goes this was up there with Hiroshima.
My inner game is pretty good but something like this is going to hit your confidence bad. As much as I can believe intellectually that this whole affair is brought about by some lousy application of game and a stupid immature girl, it is going to be difficult to shake this disaster out of my subconscious the next time I sarge. You begin to question yourself-am I really creepy? dangerous? how do I look to other people? I had one major blowout before but this is like a hundred times worse psychologically.
Any tricks or advice on getting rid of that stuff would be appreciated.
I guess the lessons here:
1) Be careful who you message on facebook, even girls who are stupid enough to post everything about themselves online apparently can't stand the idea of someone they don't like messaging them. Perhaps others could correct me here, but it seems like messaging somebody without their stated permission is some major breach of etiquette I wasn't aware of.
2) You can be too C&F.
3) A sarge is basically over in five minutes. If you haven't got the number by then it is probably because she doesn't fancy you and isn't going to ever.
4) Policemen have too much f***ing time on their hands.
5) Oneitis is a bitch. Although I was sarging many other girls this whole time, I let this one go on for far, far too long.
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