Last night I went to a Korean church-organized singles function. I felt like I was in a game show; a participant but not understanding a thing. We missed the dinner (which was the most disappointing part of the evening). They played silly games designed for you to showcase yourself and meet each other. Somehow, I ended up front, on stage twice. The second time, the man I was partnered with did a silly dance, and I joined in! We ended up winning that one, and took home a small bouquet. They also gave us a gift card to coffee bean, which was meant for us to get together for coffee afterwards. When the evening ended, he came up to me, and said disappointedly "you speak only English?", to which I sadly acknowledged "yes". Oh well....
There was no potential for a love connection but it was fun.
Toward the end, we found the small group of English speakers. I was stopped by this guy (wingman, who had a gf) who was trying to get me to talk with his friend. I spoke with the friend for a bit, nice enough, but he was too young (est at 5 yrs), short and not forward enough. Turns out though, we knew some of the same people. The wingman kept on stating out loud for all to hear, "get her number!" "Let me get her number for you, I know he'll regret it later" and so forth. I'm so over being embarrassed any more, and was so amused by this. It was a bit of a pickle though, bc I was rooting for him to ask for the number in principle--the boy should learn to ask!--but, I really didn't want to give false hope. After some time passed, and we were all walking out, Wingman about-faced, bee-lined toward me, rambling "I'll get it for him, I know he'll regret it." In my nice/sweetest possible demeanor (which people have told me is gruff, but I can't help it!) I said "come on...he has to learn to ask himself...doesn't work that way....he's too young."
Sunday, July 13, 2008
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