Last night I saw one of my favorite bands, Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks (moreso his former band Pavement, but both are great). When seeing live shows of artists you're really into, there's always a jumbled up set list you'd want them to play. If they hit even 25% of the songs, I think you can leave pretty happy. SM played some new stuff, some songs off his previous album, and a couple from his first two. Overall, it was a really entertaining show. No dancing, just head bobbing.
After the show, we went to a standard 4AM bar. By the time we got there, I was exhausted, but tried to do a bit of hanging out. The bar was pretty busy and there were quite a few girls (as well as guys) there (I guess that's the definition of "pretty busy," huh?). There were a few girls I wanted to talk to, but just felt like it would be too weird. By the end of the night, I was both super-tired and kind of down due to my shyness.
But today was a little different. After working out, I made my standard trip to the cafe. Upon entering, I noticed a petite girl in a green shirt. She looked really cute, so after buying my coffee, I sat in the table directly to her right. For the next hour, I drank my coffee and read Will Self while glancing over every....45 seconds it seemed. I think she looked over a few times, but I never really know. After a while, I knew I wanted to say something, but I felt sketchy doing so around some other people. Instead, I decided to do the one thing I know: Say hi and quickly leave. Now this wasn't without first trying to overcome all my shyness. This included packing up all my shit and just sitting at the table for 10 minutes, standing up and doing nothing, and walking to blow my un-stuffed-up nose. Finally I decided to walk over and say I was leaving, but wanted to say hi. She was really friendly, and I think she was open to talking a little more because she asked if I lived around the area and what I did for work (after I asked her what her book was about--teacher stuff). So I may have been able to swing it into an actual conversation, but I was pretty nervous. I told her, D, that I hoped I'd see her again. She said that she lives across the street from the cafe, but it was the first time I'd seen her (I go at least once per weekend).
So that's it. How'd I do? Should I have asked for her number, or is it fine I'm just trying to get lucky and see her there again? I feel like most guys figured this out when they were 14, but I was busy playing Nintendo 64 and learning algebra.
If you see her again, I'd ask for the number.
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