I know a girl is dateable when she, a checker in the grocery store, takes a sincere/obvious interest in what I'm buying and she begins to talk about the salsa I got and that it is her favorite, too. True story.
Now, if ONLY I'd asked her out
![Big grin :D :D](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
OK, yes, I'm sad, too
![Frown :( :(](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
But, the Lord leads, that's the good news of that bad-ending story
I know a girl is undateable when she takes an interest in my salsa at the check-out line and says that she hates salsa when I had just perked up my words, a.k.a. 'flirted,' and I say that it's my favorite condiment for any food. True story ,too.
OK, no, that one's not. But, it easily could be, too