Texas Cinderella

A Texan, born and raised, found emerged back to home town values after being subjected to the concrete jungle of New York City. Currently encountering crazy antics in London.

Friday, April 21, 2006

Okay, So I have some game

This afternoon I heard Engineering Guy talking in the block of cubes next to me. I decided when I heard him thank them for helping him I would casually bump into him as he was leaving. I had my stunt piece of paper and a pen to look like I was on my way "somewhere important". Of course, when he said thank you and started to walk towards where I would intersect with him, he got engrossed back into the conversation again and I was forced to keep walking. I hung out in the copy room and then somehow timed it right the second time and it worked!

Here was our conversation:

TC: Hey! (acting totally surprised to see him) What are you doing on the floor?
EG: I had to get some help from Susan in IT.
TC: oh? Are you on our project now?
EG: No, but I do support the project and I will be over here a lot. Do you sit over here?
TC: Yeah, right over there. (point to cube location)
EG: So, how was the rest of your weekend?
TC: It was good. Did the whole Easter thing.
EG: Did you go to church? I didn't.
TC: Yeah. I stayed with my parents on Saturday night so I had to go with them or be disowned.
EG: Yeah. I was at my parents too but I used my get out of jail free card with them.
TC: Nice work!
EG: Yeah, I know.
TC: Well I'll see you around then.
EG: Sounds good.
TC: Bye!
EG: Bye!

At certain points we were in close proximity of each other with people passing by in the hall. I felt something there but our conversation was kind of lame. I guess this will have to be baby steps but at least it's a step in the right direction!

Thursday, April 20, 2006

I got no game

Last Friday night, I ventured out with my friends to meet my friend DT at a bar in Midtown. As I walked in the door, I ran right into MJ, a guy I work with who is an engineer. He informed me that my "boyfriend", Engineering Guy, was with him in the back room.

I had met Engineering Guy a couple months back at a work happy hour and we seemed to hit it off. The only problem was that since my company is enormous, I hadn't seen him since. I remember him being super cute, went to the same college as me and that our conversation flowed. The only concern I had with him is that he dipped chewing tobacco in my face. Not a turn on to me. But at this point, I turn a blind eye to that sort of thing. I could always help him quit later. I digress.

Later on in the night, I was talking to MJ again and Engineering Guy came over. We did the whole introduction thing and talked as a group for a while before MJ left us alone. Engineering Guy was being super flirty. Touching the side of my hip, hopefully not feeling the muffin top. We talked about work and how he would be coming over to my project to get help on IT stuff. I told him my cube was right around the corner and he said he would totally stop by. We parted ways but not before we went through a group of guys to meet our respective group of friends and he said, "Pretty Girl coming through". Very flattering indeed. But when we made it to the door to go back into the bar he didn't look back to say goodbye. Just kept on walking. WTF?

When my friends and I were ready to leave the bar, AB told me not to say goodbye to MJ and Engineering Guy and to be the mystery girl. Plus I didn't want to be too needy.

Later during my Bacardi buzz, I kept thinking of all the witty and flirty things I could have said during our conversation that would have made it known I was interested. I love it when you think of things AFTER the fact. Awesome.

On Monday, I did my hair (which I never do for work) and wore a super cute outfit. I was ready for my visit from Engineering Guy. He never came over. Tuesday, I did the same thing. Nothing. By the time Wednesday came around I was convinced that he wasn't going to come, so I let my hair air dry and my outfit was okay. Low and behold, I hear a familiar voice and pop my head up from my cube to see Engineering Guy talking to the IT people. I ran to the restroom to check my vitals and luckily I was looking descent. Not the best but not terrible. I wanted to "bump" into him so I walked by where he was standing 5 or 6 times and nothing. Not noticed at all. I will give him the benefit of the doubt that he was engrossed in conversation and not facing my direction but still. He was over there for about an hour and I was sitting in my cube when I heard him say he would talk to the IT people later. No dice on him coming over. Maybe he was drunk when he said he would come by but whateves. That’s boys for you. So hard to read.

Now I don't know when I will see him again. This dating thing should be effortless and I feel like I put way to much into it. If it's meant to be it will be. Or I will just plan another work happy hour and see if he shows!

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

With friends like these....

Have you ever had a group of friends that you've basically known your whole life?

I'm an only child and my friends are like my siblings. They know everything that has ever happened in my life and with that they seem to remember every bad thing I've ever done. It's frustrating. They remind me of things that I don't even remember. It seems lately that the memory of my mistakes are coming back to bite me in the ass.

Take for instance, my guy friend DW. At DW's wedding, his sister, KW, said she would set me up with her boyfriend's roommate. I was excited! They thought he would be perfect for me and that I was totally his type. KW and I emailed a couple of times to try to set things up but it always fell through. It's been a month now and still no set up. She keeps coming up with different excuses with no plans for a rain check.

My roommate, AB, pointed out that "maybe DW told his sister how you are in relationships, you know with BB". BB was my high school boyfriend. Let's see high school was 10 years ago. I am more mature now and that relationship was a two-way street with BB being equally immature. I guess now that BB is married, his mistakes have been wiped clean. The fact that one of my best friends would purposely tamper with my happiness is beyond me. It's like I'm not good enough to function in an adult relationship to him

Not only am I sabotaging prospects for myself, but my friends are doing an awesome job at that as well.

With friends like these, who needs enemies?