So once upon a time there was a girl named Whitney. And she was the most oblivious girl in the entire world. Oh, you think I'm kidding?
This summer, Chris and I went to go pick up a pizza and these really very forward Islander guys were like "HEY THERE, do you know any good clubs around here?" And I, being the friendly, local-looking girl that I am, assumed that they really wanted to know where the good clubs were. So I told them that Provo wasn't really the best place for clubs and they should hit up Salt Lake and to have a nice day. We got in the car and Chris just stared at me, kind of bewildered, and was like: "Whitney, they were hitting on you."
Oh.
Kind of like there is this guy that I know from this place (I don't want to be too specific here), and he keeps flirting with me like once a week, and I don't even realize it until fifteen minutes later. So, guy that i know from this place, it's not because I would say no if you asked me out! It's just that I'm oblivious and I need a neon sign, okay?
And I thought boys were stupid. . .
one day shy of 2 months of neglect...
16 years ago
Holy cow, me too!! One time a guy asked me out and I didn't realize it was a date until years later... seriously, YEARS!! I even ended up inviting my roommate along and ditching him in the end. It was hilarious!
ReplyDeleteOh, and, by the way... You wrote!!! I've been waiting so long to see something from you. You've made my week. :)
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