Gotta Push to PULL…
I do a weekly installment on this blog called: The Sunday Pull (pick-up-line-love)
Which are all actual pickup lines (good or bad, you be the judge) that have been used on me. I started keeping journals of them “a long-long time ago“, during my first year at University.
Like all freshmen away from home we socialized alot, and one thing my girl friends used to point out was how I got hit on by everyone (but mostly real ‘winners’), and it was like guys tried out the worst pickup lines (ever) on me. My friend ‘Em’ (who sadly I don’t talk to anymore) used to say, “what pickup line love did that guy try?” (Hence the title PULL)
Everyone kept saying I should write them down, and I’d joke that maybe I would, but never did. However, when this incident happened I officially started my PULL journals.
The first big snowfall of the year was huge my freshman year. Being from northern Canada though I trudged through the snow to my only class, which had not been cancelled. Once it was finished I made my way back to the dorms through the newly cleared limited pathways.
A guy passed me, he nicely smiled as he walked by, and said hello. I smiled back. (He was the only other person on the path back towards the dorms with me)
As we walked (him about 5 feet ahead of me) he kept turning back to look at me, and would smile. He then stopped and bent down to what looked like to tie his shoe. I passed him.
It was cold, and my feet were wet and the campus looked bare.
I’m walking and all of a sudden….BAM! A powerful force out of nowhere bangs into me. I’m face down in a huge pile of snow, and it hurts!
‘Tying’ his Shoe Guy: “Oh god! I’m so sorry!” (He is helping me up, and brushing snow off me while continuing to apologize)
Me: (speechless)
‘Tying’ his Shoe Guy: I didn’t see you there!
Me: Are you kidding me!? There isn’t anyone else here!..That really hurt. (Continue to wipe snow off myself and collect my belongings, which have flown into a large pile of snow)
‘Tying’ his Shoe Guy: I feel terrible. I really didn’t see you. (continues to apologize)
Me: (eye roll as I finally find my bag in snow)
‘Tying’ his Shoe Guy: Really! I’m so sorry. Can I make it up to you and take you out to dinner sometime. I’d love to take you out.
Me: No, that’s ok. I’m fine, no worries.
‘Tying’ his Shoe Guy: Well I really want to take you to dinner……to say I’m sorry.
Me: Did you just push me in the snow to ask me out!?
(Silence)
Me: Seriously!? How old are we 5?
(And I walked away in a cold-wet-huff)
(reason #___why I’m single: I don’t always give people a chance.)
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