Another day; little of the same shit.
While diddling around with my phone in front of my workplace during lunch break, a very short and thick girl approaches to ask for some direction.
This led to an almost hour-long chat in the sweltering heat which drove us to seek shade under a nearby tree.
All the usual ingredients of a successful conversation and pickup were exhausted.
She told me she’s happily married and the rest of it all.
Towards the end of the convo before grabbing her phone number [she actually asked for mines first], I said to her:
Me: “Do you eat Shawarma”?
Note: Shawarma is a Middle Eastern (or Syrian) snack which is prepared into a warp sorta like a burrito…or exactly like a burrito in fact.
Girl: “Yes I do. You’re trying to bait me into a date”?
Me: “Not quite. Just want to know your taste”.
Me: “You like pepper on yours”?
Girl: “Just a little. But I hate when they put that garlic sauce thing on it”.
We went on to talk about garlic and bad breath for some time then I set up the meet-up officially.
Me: “Ok cool. I’ll order me 1 and order you 1 without a little bit of hot sauce/pepper”.
Girl: “I can’t believe you’re getting me to go on a date”! 😆
I guess she can’t believe that she’s being picked up though happily married? 😉
Anyway guys, it’s 6:08 PM [Eastern US time] and she’s just called me seconds ago so I’m about to hit the showers and meet up with this chick and see you guys later!