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Topic	Attn, CE's 90s kid's, what were your experiences/life like in 1996?
action52 05/30/23 2:39:27 AM #49:	Oh and about how I came across as a creep to the girl I had a crush on... What the heck, I'll just say it. She was a work friend. Mistake number one was that instead of asking for her phone number, I looked it up in the phone book. Mistake number two... in 1996, caller ID was a new thing that most people didn't have. When people called you, you still had no way of knowing who it was. But this girl recently HAD gotten caller ID and had told me about it. Well I wanted to call and ask her out, but I was still scared that she would know it was me as I called. But I learned that I could hide it by dialing star 67. Which I did... but then as it was ringing I chickened out before anyone picked up. I did this a bunch of times during the week, chickening out all the time but thinking "Well, at least I'm doing this anonymously so she doesn't know it was me." But what I didn't realize was, all those calls *had* appeared on her ID, but they'd appeared as "anonymous." And when I talked to her she immediately noticed and was like "Oh, those anonymous calls were from you!" because of course she noticed. The way she was kind of shitty to me was, instead of just rejecting me she said "I'll think about it," and then would never give me a straight answer. Then, a couple of weeks later, I was counting my register when suddenly my crush and the assistant manager start talking about this guy she had met at a party last Friday, and how he was so hot, and my crush was saying how she hoped that it would go somewhere... And I remember being hurt, but more hurt that she didn't just tell me. And that she was talking like I wasn't there. It wasn't until a year later when I thought about how weird it was for them to talk about something like that, out of the blue. Because I'd never heard them talk about stuff like that. I'd never even heard of them hanging out outside of work before. So the more I think about it, the more likely it seems that they staged the whole thing to make me leave her alone. There's at least a good chance of it, I think. Which means that she talked to the assistant manager about my embarrassing attempts to ask her out, and God knows who else. Oh, and guess what? After that, I still asked her to go to prom with me, as a friend. Oh god, what the fuck is wrong with me?! Ugh. Thinking about that still makes me cringe a little. --- And who are you, my little friend? Not a spoon... not a fork... but something in between. A fpoon. What will you think of next, Germany? <cite>action52 posted [p:973804764] in Attn, CE's... [t:80459884]...</cite> <quote>Oh and about how I came across as a creep to the girl I had a crush on... What the heck, I'll just say it. She was a work friend. Mistake number one was that instead of asking for her phone number, I looked it up in the phone book. Mistake number two... in 1996, caller ID was a new thing that most people didn't have. When people called you, you still had no way of knowing who it was. But this girl recently HAD gotten caller ID and had told me about it. Well I wanted to call and ask her out, but I was still scared that she would know it was me as I called. But I learned that I could hide it by dialing star 67. Which I did... but then as it was ringing I chickened out before anyone picked up. I did this a bunch of times during the week, chickening out all the time but thinking "Well, at least I'm doing this anonymously so she doesn't know it was me." But what I didn't realize was, all those calls had appeared on her ID, but they'd appeared as "anonymous." And when I talked to her she immediately noticed and was like "Oh, those anonymous calls were from you!" because of course she noticed. The way she was kind of shitty to me was, instead of just rejecting me she said "I'll think about it," and then would never give me a straight answer. Then, a couple of weeks later, I was counting my register when suddenly my crush and the assistant manager start talking about this guy she had met at a party last Friday, and how he was so hot, and my crush was saying how she hoped that it would go somewhere... And I remember being hurt, but more hurt that she didn't just tell me. And that she was talking like I wasn't there. It wasn't until a year later when I thought about how weird it was for them to talk about something like that, out of the blue. Because I'd never heard them talk about stuff like that. I'd never even heard of them hanging out outside of work before. So the more I think about it, the more likely it seems that they staged the whole thing to make me leave her alone. There's at least a good chance of it, I think. Which means that she talked to the assistant manager about my embarrassing attempts to ask her out, and God knows who else.Oh, and guess what? After that, I still asked her to go to prom with me, as a friend. Oh god, what the fuck is wrong with me?! Ugh. Thinking about that still makes me cringe a little. --- And who are you, my little friend? Not a spoon... not a fork... but something in between. A fpoon. What will you think of next, Germany?</quote> ... Copied to Clipboard!
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