Talking To A Girl For The First Time | Harison Xavier
Preface
What you would read is my experience talking to an unknown girl for the first time. I think it is worth sharing. This is a story I shared to few and this was really funny to them. The incident happened was real. I always remember that day. I don't know why but I remember it so well.
Beginning
The weekend is here, I need to get back to the 9th floor office pantry. I work in night shifts all weekdays, I sleep till 7:00 pm even on weekends. I don't want to sleep on weekends at night because it will mess up my next week plans.
The office pantry is my hideout for the weekend. I don't want to stay with my friends in the apartment. We don't share the same values. We are different. So I have to make this sacrifice. All my weekends I will be here. I don't have much friends in this city so I don't have any plans and I don't want to travel around the city because I am saving money for college.
All I can do is read, learn, write, hit the gym. There is a library in this floor but it gets closed at 11:00 pm. So every weekend I will be at this pantry from 10:00 pm to morning 7:00 am.
Since it is night time there will not be many people at the floor, I could peacefully sit here and read or do whatever I want. Better than sitting in my apartment and wasting time or sleeping.
Here I am able to concentrate on my own things. I don't have to talk to anyone and I won't be bothered. Happiness, a tiny heaven.
Then I look back I still wonder how I spend all my weekends there. It was sad at first as I don't have much friends and there is no plans for weekends and even if I have one, I can't go. I need to arrange finance for my college tuition.
It was all a suffering. (I bet, I will be the most wired guy you will ever meet. ) The suffering was worth it, I was able to read and learn so much. I was able to get to know myself. I was able to save good amount of money for college. I thank God for all the experience.
Her
As usual on a late night, I was writing my diary. A cute girl came into the pantry, took a cup of coffee from the machine and sat next to the table near me. I have seen her before in this same floor, she is cute, but had a weird dressing sense (white t-shirt and green pants, pink t shirt and green pants) but I liked her. There is something about her that is special.
I clearly don't know if it's true, but I saw her holding her phone camera towards me. And she was looking away from me. I noticed this because she was holding the phone for a while in the same position and I could see a blurred image of me and my background at an image shadow formed on the glass window near her.
I said to myself in my mind " Wow, at last somebody noticed me." I was so surprised, who is she? I wanted to know about her, maybe this is it. I finally found the one. I was lost focus of my writing.
I wanted to know more. She finished her cup of coffee and she left the room. Something told me to ask her name, but she was gone.
I wanted to know more. She finished her cup of coffee and she left the room. Something told me to ask her name, but she was gone.
The next day, second day of the weekend I went carried on with my routine. Today I was hopping to see her. She may come today to this same pantry. My hopes are up. I don't know why am I so excited.
Every much excited, I wanted to see her again. I carried on with my reading and writing. Back of my head I am thinking of her. I am having this weird sensation inside me, a beautiful tickle inside me lungs. On the other hand my brain says, focus on your work.
She didn't come that day. A sad ending, I thought. Will I ever see her again? there are over two thousand employees in the company, did her shift change? did she leave? Days went by, even on my working days , I used to come to the 9th floor from my office at 5th floor just for a break and get a coffee and I would sit there and wait. " What if ". What if she just came for a break too.
The Debate
Few weeks went by, I almost forgot about her, she didn't show up. One weekend as usual I am at the pantry learning. Then it happened here she comes, the one. She didn't bother about me. She is just focusing on her coffee and her phone. It was almost 11:30 pm.
Suddenly something inside me said " Go talk to her" "Go,Go,Go..."
I replied, " What? No. " a debate just broke out, you will never see her again, this is your chance. "Opportunity never comes twice".
Don't do it! She is out of your league. Do not approach her, she may shout at you. She may slap you on the face. Do not do it!
The debate went on and on. I saw her finish her coffee and she is about to leave. She walked out.
An explosion. I was taken control over something. I stood up, left everything behind and walked towards the door, "What the hell are you doing?" says the brain, Are you insane? Stop! May Day! May Day! Abort Mission! Abort Mission.
I couldn't decide but I kept on walking. She is going for the elevator, her shift is over and she is on her way back home.
I couldn't decide but I kept on walking. She is going for the elevator, her shift is over and she is on her way back home.
The Elevator
She was waiting for the elevator door reach the floor. My heart is beating fast, I could feel like my lungs are burning with hot acid. I am bit sweating. I never approached a strange girl like this before.
I would hear the blood pumping into my brain. I don't know what to talk.
I reached her, she is still looking at her phone. I came near her. I asked. "Hi, may I know your name?"
she replied " aha?"
All that fear and shyness inside me have made my voice sound funny, It was like a donkey who caught a cold.
I asked again adjusting my throat "May I know your name?"
She replied me with her name "________" it was just a sound. I know it was loud enough but I couldn't here it. All that blood pumping in my head is making an even louder noise in my head.
So I asked her which department was she working in. She replied for that pointing to the session behind me " The IT department".
Somebody was coming out from her department, and I didn't wanted to make things even awkward so I said to her, Thank you, I just wanted to know her name and I walked away.
And that's my first ever encounter with an unknown girl. I walked back to the pantry. Something told me it's okay, my brain stopped giving me any commands. It was my heart that took over and made me to talk to the girl.
This was one of the best memories I had talking to girls. I was out of my mind. I made my self a clown but it was worth it, I must be willing to fail in order the learn something new.
I saw her after a few days too, I wanted to talk to her again but I saw her that she was avoiding me. Once I wanted to ask her something she walked away fast without stopping. I sacred her off. What a fool am I ?
My first attempt was a failure but that experience gave me the confidence to face people in future. The risk was worth it. I learned something new. It is okay to listen to the heart sometimes.
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