Kimberly at Bat

The planets aligned today; I had great, post salon hair and an afternoon to myself. So, of course I did the natural thing and headed off to the mall for another encounter with the Cute Blockbuster Guy.

Note to self: When you have managed to gather up your nerve and are on your way to leap blindly into the dating pool, it is NOT a good idea to make a pit stop that ends with you staring at your thighs under florescent lighting. Not even if it is the end of season sidewalk sale and that dress you've had your eye on is now marked down to ten bucks.

Turns out, the middle of the Bargain Hunter Sidewalk Sale is not the right time to show up for an unplanned, unexpected potential coffee date. I walked by a couple of times, but somehow there always seemed to be a rack of clothes or a couple of people between me and my target. I'm sure I'm just being paranoid when I say that I felt like he was avoiding me, right? That was just my nerves?

Eventually I felt silly lingering over the jibbitz, so I left and did what any woman would do in this situation. I bought new underwear. I am an optimist, remember; I figured I should be prepared in case I landed a base hit instead of striking out next time.

Comments

New underwear is essential of course. Did he watch you pick it out?

Naughty. :-P