In effort to derail the hate now, I will tell a story of epic fail.
(Spoiler unimportant backstory)Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Short summary of me and DG: my year contract is over, I"m moving into Seoul and will be 1hr+ by subway away from DG instead of 20 min bus ride. This is gonna eliminate any chance at 11:30pm meetings where basically she comes over, we fuck, and get very little sleep. Her work prevents getting off any earlier and so the only time we"ll hang out now is weekends.
So being realistic, and taking the job/location change to try to be more active again after I turned semi-hermit over the winter, I"m thinking about possibilities with other girls.I was on the subway last week, and notice this girl on the platform. I only see her from behind so do a quick glance and then forget about it. I got on and sat down and the girl sat next to me. There was something about her body language that tells me she sat next to me intentionally rather than by coincidence.
I didn"t see her face so didn"t even know if she was cute or not, but I am really interested in testing reads I make. So I come up with a brilliant plan. The hardest thing about speaking to a stranger is having a legitimate excuse to speak to them, so I gave her the easiest conversation starter possible. I bust out my cell phone Kor/Eng dictionary and start studying Korean vocab, with my phone resting conveniently in my lap and visible to anyone who wants to be nosy.
It worked like magic. 30 seconds later I hear her speak in Korean that I don"t understand, but enough to know she was addressing me. I turn to her and she"s SO hot. Just gorgeous and I it really threw me off my guard. I had only thought to the point of testing my idea whether she intentionally sat next to me, so when I turned and saw how hot she was and that oh shit I could make something happen with this girl, I was completely unprepared. And worse, I"m naturally somewhat embarrassed speaking Korean especially when the person is speaking above my level, and when I"m embarrassed my face turns beet fucking red. Thanks face you fucking betrayer.
I get sorta back on my game and slowly transition to English. The great thing about this country is that even with my horrible display of awkwardness and embarrassment at the beginning, there"s always time to recover. The girl"s English is god damn perfect, and I find out she"s in a later year of college studying international trade and is fluent in Japanese also. At one point I asked her "what do you do?" and she misunderstood that as what was she doing now (oh wait I said her English is perfect right? err, everything is relative) and said "oh I"m going home, but..." and I sort of cut her off to clarify what I meant, not noticing that she was starting to say "but I can write my..."
In the end, she got off at the stop I was supposed to get off on, allowing time and semi-privacy to heat up the convo a little bit and get a number. BUT, I was so distracted by the convo and trying to recover from the trainwreck start that I didn"t realize it and missed my fucking stop. So I missed the stop AND missed the opportunity to ask her number in a less public area without 20 Koreans surrounding us and staring, something that all along she was hinting at anyway.
Fail.