"Anyways, we leave the dance together and start walking across a field to our respective rooms. She then asks me if I "knew my way around the bedroom." I responded "Do I ever!"
I then proceeded to take off my shoes, tie the strings together, and toss my shoes into a tree. I told her I'd see her tomorrow. I then proceeded to climb the tree, to retrieve my shoes."
I now feel much better about my own attempts to impress my erstwhile coeds, which apropos of this, mostly involved trying to be more manly than they were. You can imagine how well that went la la la. Seriously, self esteem boost, over there in that thread.
And if you'd like to add self-depracation to the morning, tell me about the dumbest thing you did to impress someone. Here's mine.
I liked this guy and he kind of liked me back. He was going off to work as a shepherd on Te Paki station, and he needed a couple of horses. The guy I was working for had two unbroken ones he didn't want. 18 year old me had broken in a couple of horses and I was all "Yeah yeah I'll sort them out for you." 18 year old me was also a bit flaky and impatient. I'd been riding them round the yards and after two weeks of this I called him up so he could come have a look. He brought the station manager and a couple of the shepherds with him and I dutifully paraded one of the horses round the yard for him. Then they asked me to ride it out and opened the gate. Instead of thinking about, you know, self-preservation, I thought this was my chance to show him how awesome I was, so off I went and proceeded to try and get this horse to canter up the hill.
Horse, who was still struggling to balance a rider, trotted faster and faster, then broke into a canter, got all wobbly, spun round and bucked his way back down to the gate. I lasted about 0.00004 of a second and landed in fresh cowshit. The station manager had to catch the horse for me and I had to face these guys who to their credit were trying really hard not to laugh as I stumbled back to where they were.
Not my finest moment. Needless to say, after I'd done some more work on the horse and he took it home, I never heard from him again.
Also, I've found that my encyclopaedic knowledge of sheep is not really all that useful for impressing men either. ;-/ But I'm told that doing doorframe pullups in an evening gown and elbow length gloves is. So at 41 I'm still confused about these things.
Anyway, I'd love to hear about Not Your Finest Moment because I'm pretty sure everybody has one and reading that Reddit thread gave me a boost. Compared with some of them I'm a regular Lothario*.
* Anyone know what the female equivalent of that is - or even if there is one?
And in case you were wanting some SRS BSNS today, here's a petition against the TPPA. Be aware that when you read the text you need to scroll a bit. It has an unfortunate line break that makes it look like it says "cease work on any other in-progress or proposed international trade" and you have to scroll to see that it says "cease work on any other in-progress or proposed international trade and investment treaties containing clauses which limit or abrogate New Zealand's sovereign and democratic right to make and enforce laws."
So yeah, if you want to be a slacktivist and you're concerned about the TPPA (you totally should be), please go sign even if it's the only thing you do. Sadly not open to non-NZers.
I will be at Fidels tonight. I will eat chips and try not to envy Dr Wheel who is winging his way to Tokyo to see Tom Cosm play on top of a building. I made him promise to take pictures. ;-)