A woman asked me out today at work. It didn’t go too well.
“Hi,” a loud, chirpy voice interrupted my thoughts. My thoughts of you, of course. I dreadfully turned my head slowly to the owner of the voice.
“May I help you?” I snapped, sarcasm lingering in my tone. Why can’t I reminisce peacefully without any interruptions? I stare at the woman before me. I’m not going to lie, my curious eyes wandered. She reminded me of a Barbie doll.
Her curly hair was dirty blonde, reaching just below her shoulders. It was very different from yours, which was auburn and straight, reaching right above your waist.
Her figure was curvy, although I swear that her breasts were fake. Maybe her butt too. They were both abnormally huge! However, you had a petite figure. Your breasts, oh how I’ve missed them, fitted perfectly into my palms. Don’t even get me started on your butt.
Her eyes were blue, reflecting the sky on a clear day. They were nice, but they don’t compare to yours. Yours were light green with specks of brown, resembling the earth and all its wonders.
“I was hoping you would,” the woman giggled, noticing I was staring at her. She bit her bottom lip and twirled several strands of her hair around her finger. I wanted to gag.
“Oh, um,” I stuttered. “No thank you.” She blinked.
“Why not?” she demanded. My face blanked. I didn’t know what to say. How the hell do I tell someone I’m not interested because I’m still madly in love with my dead girlfriend and I keep comparing every girl I see to her? So I just shrugged and began to walk away. I barely took two steps when my arm was yanked back. What the hell?
“What do you want?” I snapped, facing the woman once again. She was seriously starting to get on my nerves. Who the fuck is she anyways? I’ve never seen her before. Is she new here or something?
“Give me a chance, please?” she begged. She stuck out her bottom lip. Is that supposed to be cute? I stared at her for a moment, then I shook my head and rubbed my temple
“Sorry, you’re great and all, but I just can’t,” I replied, turning once again. This time she didn’t stop me. I was glad.
Was I stupid for turning her down? She wasn’t too bad.
Okay, I lied. She was horrible.
But I felt like I was too harsh. I didn’t even give her a chance.
What do you expect though? There’s nobody else but you. Nothing is going to change that.
