So of course, the cute barista at the coffee shop asks me out five months too late.
[Edited for clarification:]
I don't chase, really, at all. I interpret apparent dsinterest as disinterest, at least when it comes to women, and I'm very impatient. When I ask a woman out and she says no, I shrug my shoulders and move on, thereby suspending whatever emotion I felt toward her, or trying to. If I don't end up ignoring her entirely, I become indifferent.
I did that with this woman, and of course, now that I don't really care, she asks me out.
If I had self-esteem, I'd say I foresaw this.
Truthfully, I'm a simple man, albeit a passive one.
[Edited for clarification:]
I don't chase, really, at all. I interpret apparent dsinterest as disinterest, at least when it comes to women, and I'm very impatient. When I ask a woman out and she says no, I shrug my shoulders and move on, thereby suspending whatever emotion I felt toward her, or trying to. If I don't end up ignoring her entirely, I become indifferent.
I did that with this woman, and of course, now that I don't really care, she asks me out.
If I had self-esteem, I'd say I foresaw this.
Truthfully, I'm a simple man, albeit a passive one.
evil:
better late than never-maybe in the near future!