Harry Schlo▀macher

SO I'MSITTING HEREWITH A BEERStoryfromtheexcitinglysweetmouse




So I'm sitting here with a beer - look at the likeable woman next to me.

But I can't manage to say anything to her - even though thoughts plague me.

We look and smile and smile and look...and I would like to pick her a rose:

Because she is totally my type, yes she is my type!




I'm sitting here now, having my second beer - look back at the friendly woman next to me.

I still can't manage to say anything to her - although more thoughts plague me.

I would love to talk to her; but I'm - sorry - somehow wrong today.

Then she waves to the waiter...and I think my game is up.




Now I'm sitting on my third beer when this woman suddenly stands in front of me

- looks at me nicely and carefully places her (business) card on the table.

But I still can't make a sound from this excitingly sweet mouse.


"I see you can't manage to say anything to me here - on the phone, you'll probably be better off.

Then bye! I'll definitely hear from you in the next few days..."



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Published on e-Stories.org on 04/25/2024.

 
 

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