So I was at a customer's house just delivering some cabinets when what turned out to be the home owner's granddaughter walked into the garage to see what the noise was. She was my age, very sweet, semi-quiet, and attractive. I looked over and said "Hey, I'm Sean and just dropping off cabinets. Sorry about all the noise.". She stepped into the garage, closing the door behind her and introduced herself as well. I heard a northern accent, so I took a shot and asked how her vacation is going. She smiled and said "It's beautiful down here, but my flight heads out Saturday to go back to NY. I love it down here, but I've been hanging out with too many older folks.". I mention how lucky a guy would be to take her out and all that jazz and she slips in that she has a boyfriend awaiting her up north. All in all, she was still being quite flirty and as soon as I drove away I realized I could've and she wanted me to show her a good time. I wanted to turn around, but of course I did not. So while chewing myself out during the ride back home, I stopped to get gas. I'm beating myself up while filling up and decide to get a drink. As I'm about to walk inside for some water, a girl gets out of her car and stares right into my eyes for a good three seconds. It was then that I realized I don't take any chances when it comes to women. Like Cel said, I'm practically waiting for my doorbell to ring. So I just said fuck it. I walked over to her while filling up and said exactly what was on my mind. Maybe not for the best, but I was amazed with the results. It went something like. Me: "Hey, what's up?" Her: "Just emptying my bank account, do I know you?" Me: "Nope, I just noticed that I seemed to of caught your eye and figured I could squeeze talking to a cute girl into my schedule." Her: "That's so cute, but my boyfriend wouldn't like that very much." Me: "That's fine, it was well worth the chance. Maybe I'll see you around." Her: "Was nice chatting and maybe we will." I know it's nothing special at all, but she didn't slap me and yell "rape!" and I think that's what surprised me. Why the fuck is everyone so anti-social these days, including me? Why don't I do this more often? I can take rejection fine, it's just the anticipation that kills me I suppose. Before even talking to girls, I'm worrying if they're taken, whether or not it will actually last, that she's out of my league and any other excuse to just walk passed her. That's absolutely ridiculous and I can't believe it took me this long to see it. Either way, I think I'm truly onto something brilliant and I hope all the single, yet deserving men like myself that don't have this habit develop it. _Cliffs_ I think my penis is no longer inverted.