So I went into the bank yesterday and saw Mr Marine. Right when I walk up he says:
OK I forgot that I put your card in my coat pocket when I dropped it off at the cleaners, when I picked it up it was gone! So can you give it to me again?
What this said to me was that he wasn’t so impressed to get my number.. he actually forgot about it! I don’t think I’d forget if someone I liked gave me their number?
But it could be Karma… Once this really handsome guy kept smiling at me when I was at a sushi joint with my co-workers, he actually left the restaurant and then ran back in with his number on a subway napkin! “Call me sometime” OK he was really way out of my league and I completely chickened out on calling him. A week later I worked up the guts only to find out I lost the damn napkin! Life Sucks!
So anyways back to Mr Marine, I did give him my number again and I’ve been back to the bank twice since but I’ve made sure I got another teller… Like I’ve said I’m a Chicken!
C’est la vie?
Good on you! A friend reckons we shouldn’t give guys our numbers, we should take theirs.
I’m a bit torn on this issue, but I veer towards taking theirs. At least you’ll be in control, right?
Kris’ Take: I think it was an honest mistake, try not to be too hard on yourself! Take baby steps.
Laura: I agree, It took Kris and I years to finally get together.
I dont think it shows carelessness at all towards your number. I think it shows that he really wanted it and was pissed at his innate ‘guy stupidity’ and keeping shit in his pockets. They all do dumb stuff.
Since he brought it up right away, he wanted it.
Now just be sure to screen your calls. You don’t want to be caught off guard.
Men are just men, cut him some slack!