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This past week and a half since i started trying to reach out of my comfort zone and meet new people i feel has been a mostly positive experience. I certainly have been more confident and comfortable in public and i have so enjoyed my conversations with people I am not well acquainted with. Though, I think everything you do should be done in moderation. Too much of anything can be have a negative effect, even if it's a positive thing.
This past weekend my friend Claire's parents went out of town. We decided to have an epic Elisabeth and Claire weekend so I spent the weekend at her house. Both being single,decided to "hit the town" Saturday night. So we donned our cutest dresses, dug out some heals, and treated ourselves to a fancy dinner. While at dinner, we took notice of the super attractive bus boy who apparently had taken notice of us too, walking past our table five times a minute openly staring in our direction. He started to take our dinner plates away saying something along the lines of "I'll put these in in boxes for you ladies and do i know you?" and pointed at me. I was so caught off guard that he was actually talking to me my response was "me?" and pointed to myself. "I don't think so" The most adorable smile spread across his face "Because you look really familiar." he said. And thus, we started a conversation trying to figure out whether we had met before. We decided that we hadn't, though it gave him an opportunity to talk to me and flirt a little. The fact that he was showing interest in me mixed with my newfound confidence, clouded up my reasoning and I decided to leave my number for him. Life lesson # 1,295: never leave your number for random cute strangers. EVER.
Fortunately for me, I have friends who work at the same restaurant. So, being the stalker that I am, I asked them if the knew him. It turns out that they did know him, and he has a reputation of sleeping around a lot and goes both ways. Gross. Now, I have gay uncles and friends so I'm not judging this guy, but i wouldn't want to go on a date with someone who likes both girls and boys. It's not really my thing.
The moral of my embarrassing story is that confidence, though it's a good thing, should be used in moderation. And I would like to add to never leave you're number for random guys also. Learn from my mistake.