Friday, August 5, 2011

Small Talk About Weather

Small talk about weather w/ awkward blonde in tribal print dress  
Thursday, August 4, 2011
- w4m - 28 
You caught me looking at you on the corner of Carmine and Varick and then approached me to make small talk about the weather. I blushed, stuttered, and had a moment of verbal diarrhea that culminated in me asking you what you did. You looked disconcerted, said something about mailing lots of envelopes to LA, after which I got even more awkward, said "good luck with that" and fled. With a face like that, you're probably not single. Even if you are, I'd likely still be shy and tongue-tied.