A week went by, we were down to a week before finals and Handsome finally came around to ask me. I knew why he was there, he was talking a mile-a-minute. I don't remember all that he said because my brain drowned him out. I suddenly panicked and realized I was considering a date with someone I hardly knew. I had never discussed him with my friends and I wanted to know what they thought of him before I made a decision. But, there was no time, I needed to answer him now! He finally got around to asking me and I blew it! My excuse? "Now is not the time, I'm not feeling well. Come back and ask me when I'm feeling better." As soon as I said it, I thought, "You fool!! What a lame excuse!!" The look on his face was one of hurt from rejection. There was no redeeming this situation. The worst of it was, my friends all agreed he was nice and worth going out with, DOH!!
Well, there was no point getting upset about it, it was a lost cause. It wasn't long before he found a girl to hang out with (she was fond of sitting in his lap). My friends were outraged and I was embarrassed, not about him, about their outrage. I guess I had forgotten to tell them about my "rejecting" him. So, all I wanted to do was go hide in a corner and forget it happened.
So, I'm embarrassed, Handsome, not so much, and all my friends are beside themselves over his unscrupulous behavior. I tried to downplay the situation, but they were determined to set him straight. Unbeknownst to me, they had a little heart to heart talk with him that weekend.
Come Monday morning, he was apologizing to me! I told him it wasn't necessary and he didn't need to apologize. He wouldn't let it go, so I had to forgive him. I couldn't be more embarrassed. He rejected the other girl's affections when she came around, but by the end of the day, she was back in his good graces (and his lap).
Labels: Favorites from my old blog
RSS Feed (xml)