Sunday, August 28, 2011

Let me get your number

After walking around for an hour in a completely sketchy area and receiving surprised and confused looks from others around me as I was the only person in the vicinity of a particular ethnicity, I finally found the building that I was looking for. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a very large shopping mall. I needed to find a particular office to interview someone for my thesis project. While walking around with a frustrated and confused look on my face, I passed by a man who stopped me. I thought he was going to ask me for the time. Unfortunately, the conversation went something like this:

Him: "Excuse me, can I talk to you for a minute?"
You: "Uh.... sure?"
Him: "You're very beautiful. Do you know that? I just couldn't let you walk by without talking to you. So, what do you do?"
You: "I'm a student."
Him: "Ah, okay, I am too. Can I get your number?"
You: "Um, haha, um, hahhhahahaa, um, actually, I was looking for an office in this building... Do you.. know where it is?"
Him: "Oh yes, I do, it's actually around the corner. So, my number is.."

And at this point, you pretend to whip out your phone and dial in "999 9999" to look like you're actually dialing something.

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