There Can Be Only One?
So I am immeasurably shy. I don’t know if it is just my natural disposition, or if it comes from being raised only by women and not having any male influence, or being crushed in high school by female bullying, or an incredibly emotionally abusive ex-wife, or– you get the idea!
In the end I’m not really sure why I’m as shy around women as I am, it is now something I have to try to deal with in my desire to change. So this is a little story about the only woman I’ve ever hit on, though I did it without expecting anything at all in return so I’m not sure if that fits hitting on someone.
Around thirteen years ago when I was in my 20s and not my 30s, I was out-of-state on business to complete a body of work for a client. On a Saturday night when the majority of the work was done a group of us decided to hit a large casino(legal here everywhere) up for some drinks. I’m not a frequent drinker as I don’t get the chance that often to spend the time and money on such things, so when I do go out I usually end up drinking quite a bit.
That night was no exception to the rule, I had a lot to drink. I believe that I am quite a fun drinking partner though, I’m much more talkative and engage with others. Though there are always a few constants, I’ll never dance or try to speak with girls lol. But there was an exception to that rule that night… I guess I just got too frustrated about all of the pretty girls out there and my ability to not do anything about that, and had enough to drink where for once in my life it finally dropped my higher brain functions enough to give me the courage to do it. I guess the more you drink the more apt you are to turn into Shy Ronnie!
One Small Step
It must have been about 2.30AM, there were about nine of us camping out near a bar around some tables. About an hour before that I had noticed a group of around six or seven girls walk in, grab drinks, and sit down. They seemed to be having a decent time, and there seemed to be one girl who was the centre of attention as I am pretty sure it was her birthday. She is the one who stuck out in my mind as when I saw the group walk by us too, but enough liquid courage made that not matter at all.
I’d say around 3.00AM most of my group had left and about three others left, all of the girls were still there. The guys decided to make the move, but I said “Hang on a second” expecting them to just collect their stuff and start walking away… I walked over to the group of girls who were all sitting in a horseshoe, the girl I noticed sitting on the closest point to where I was walking up to. I walked right over to her, the seats were kind of low, so I got down on one knee to whisper something into her ear. By then the entire group was silent and looking right at me!
I think I was shaking, and I had to get the words out. I hadn’t planned any of this which was probably a bad move also, in any case I managed to force out the words “I don’t usually do things like this, but I just wanted to tell you that I thought you were the most attractive girl I’ve seen in this city.” Without waiting for a response or gesture of any kind, I just got right up turned around and walked away very quickly! Much to my surprise the guys were just a short distance away where I left them all watching me haha, without saying anything they were all smiling and one said to me “nice job” which confused me a bit. I asked why he said it and he replied “she went so red!” Sure enough, I looked briefly over my shoulder and she was quite flush, and all of them were giggling.
Either I flattered her or embarrassed her, maybe a little bit of both but I like to think that she came away from it thinking it was a nice thing to say… But despite coming away from it with a seemingly positive experience, I’ve not had the courage to try it again.