I had a great weekend in Kansas City. And...I come back with a story.
On Saturday, my friends and I went to eat lunch at a restaurant. I thought the waiter was attractive. He took our drink order, and I thought he left so I turned to my friend and said, "He's cute!" but then out of the corner of my eye I saw that he had only gone around to the other side of the table to take the rest of the group's drink order, he hadn't actually left yet. I don't think he heard me, I said it pretty quietly, but my face immediately burst into flames. Not really, but I was blushing pretty hard.
When he came to the table the next few times, he seemed pretty chatty with me. My friends all were certain that he was flirting with me, but I was certain that he was just being kind and polite, as a waiter should be. "Yes, but kind directly to YOU" is what they'd say. They told me I should leave my number for him. I refused, because I'm just not good at that stuff. I'm not the "Hey I just met you and this is crazy but here's my number so call me maybe" type of girl. However, my friend said, "If you don't leave it for him, I will." I knew there was nothing I could do to not let this happen, so I just said, "Fine, whatever." So, on my receipt, she wrote my name, number, and then underneath it, she wrote YOLO. I did not approve of that (I hate the phrase YOLO) but what was done was done.
Saturday, nothing. Sunday, nothing. My friends kept asking, "Has he called/texted yet?" I said, "Nope, and I'm okay with that."
I drove home today. Unloaded my car. Came back to find that I had a voice mail.
It. Was. From. Him.
My exact reaction, actually, when I saw on my phone that I didn't recognize the number, I thought, "Surely not." Then I listened to the voice mail. It was a man's voice. I thought "...no this...this can't beOH MY GOODNESS IT'S HIM"
He said he thought I was really cute and wants me to call him so we can get to know each other. Even listening to the voice mail made me blush. I am not cut out for these things. This is why I don't do that, I'm dumb and freak out over the tiniest stuff. I'm usually a very logical and rational person but I'm soooo not used to this.
What if he thought it was another girl at the table?? I'm going to have to text him and make sure he has the right girl in mind first. Then...I have no idea what I will do. If he's not a Christian it can't go anywhere but I'd hate to ask that right off the bat and then be like, "Soooo yeah we can't talk anymore" if he's not. If he's thinking of the right girl, he knows that I live in a different state.
Gah.