i think today i'll go to the mall and see what sort of schedule she appears to run on, because at the moment i've only seen her twice (back to back days) and it seems like she might be on a consistant schedule........then tomorrow i might just come with a few friends and actually talk to her.
DAMNIT why do girls have to be so confusing?? They seem like they need their own clock for people to follow to get a hold of them.
so since i figure this would probably help, i'll give the whole scoop. So i went to mall looking at girls (trying to get back into the habit of getting a nice morning walk before work starts at 11:30, where better a place to do it). As i said, I was walking around, and saw her as I'm walking by. Now, there is NO THOUGHT in my mind of hooking up, I'm just checking her out from the back. I start to pass and give a little extra glance to check out the front (as she's getting up) and all of a sudden i hear "hi". PAUSE between the two of us for a second....I meekly come out with a "hi" and some murmering (lol she was a ten). So we're talking and the first thing she asks is how old i am and what i do for a living. I just respond "oh, well I'm 22 and i'm trying to make up for some of the money i lost in college working at Fisher Scientific" to which i hear "oh, i'm from Israel, I'm studying nuclear physics! (or some variant)"
For all who are drawing blanks as to what Fisher Scientific is, generally from most of the work that I am seeing, it's a chemical company which excels in dealing and distributing chemicals to Universities, labs, and other places which need them, in which I pick orders to be shipped. I guess i can sorta relate to Nuclear studies on a much smaller level.
so then I'm asked what I'm studying, which of course, because I am, I respond "Music Education", recieving the classic "OMG are you in a band!?"
so of course, since I can see her enthuisiasm over me, I hear "so can i have your number so I can call you?".............Now mind me, I'm a poor poor idiot and my brain isn't awake. I'm only stopping in for a second because I want to pick something up and my brain is screaming at me "GET YOUR ASS TO FISCHER! YOU HAVE TO LEAVE AT FVCKING 11:15!".......so I quickly ask if it's ok to drop on by "later in the week" to take care of it (but hey, at least she didn't let me go just then without having me buy a can of Dead Sea salt for slightly cheaper, that must say something). Next day I come in realizing i screwed up the day before and apologizing that I get stuck in patterns occasionally that I just have such a hard time pulling myself out of that i come off as a jerk. give her the number, tell her i get out of work 8:30 (she asked) and that's the end so far.