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roselightfairyme: um
me: *starts blushing uncontrollably before saying anything*
me: so I really need things to do in the afternoons because I'm not doing anything in the afternoons and I know you live around here and I thought maybe it would be possible for us to maybe do something? sometime? in an afternoon?
me: *blushes even more ferociously*
her: yeah, I mean, usually I do... fitness classes in the afternoons. *says something else*
(I don't know about you all, but I always find that in important situations I somehow forget the things that people say to me. Even if I should remember them since they're important conversation-dictating things. I know I should remember what she said here, since it would have been indication of positive or negative response to what I suggested. But I don't. I don't remember.)
me: yeah. I usually... sit at home. I think maybe I should not do that. anyway, no pressure to respond or anything. I just wanted to... put that thought out there. in the ether. so now it's out in the ether. *avoids her eyes* I'm sorry. I don't know how to person. it's hard.
her: it's hard.
me: anyway. yeah.
*subject changes. nothing is planned. slowly my face returns to normal temperature*
me, much later: ...oh no did she think I was asking her out?
(I have been told by various friends that my overtures of friendship often look like overtures of romance. In fact, I conflate the two so closely that there are times when I haven't been sure myself which I'm making. However, I want to make it clear that I was not making romantic advances towards my coworker at work-- but now I'm extremely concerned that she might think I was.)
(Why is peopling so hard? This is the reason I don't have a social life.)
(Also, I think it's especially hard at my job. Libraries tend to attract the socially awkward type.)
me: *starts blushing uncontrollably before saying anything*
me: so I really need things to do in the afternoons because I'm not doing anything in the afternoons and I know you live around here and I thought maybe it would be possible for us to maybe do something? sometime? in an afternoon?
me: *blushes even more ferociously*
her: yeah, I mean, usually I do... fitness classes in the afternoons. *says something else*
(I don't know about you all, but I always find that in important situations I somehow forget the things that people say to me. Even if I should remember them since they're important conversation-dictating things. I know I should remember what she said here, since it would have been indication of positive or negative response to what I suggested. But I don't. I don't remember.)
me: yeah. I usually... sit at home. I think maybe I should not do that. anyway, no pressure to respond or anything. I just wanted to... put that thought out there. in the ether. so now it's out in the ether. *avoids her eyes* I'm sorry. I don't know how to person. it's hard.
her: it's hard.
me: anyway. yeah.
*subject changes. nothing is planned. slowly my face returns to normal temperature*
me, much later: ...oh no did she think I was asking her out?
(I have been told by various friends that my overtures of friendship often look like overtures of romance. In fact, I conflate the two so closely that there are times when I haven't been sure myself which I'm making. However, I want to make it clear that I was not making romantic advances towards my coworker at work-- but now I'm extremely concerned that she might think I was.)
(Why is peopling so hard? This is the reason I don't have a social life.)
(Also, I think it's especially hard at my job. Libraries tend to attract the socially awkward type.)
