Smooth buddy...smooth.
Being oblivious & kinda in a rush...training starts in 30 min. I tell him no, it's for me. He kinda follows me around, not super stalker like or anything, just chatting. Asking, what the shirt is for? How often do I workout? Where do I workout at? Just normal questions.
I answer, he looks in his mid-30s, kinda fit & not that bad looking. But once I find what I need, I say bye and head to the checkout line.
He follows me up.
"Sorry, I didn't get your name", he says
"It's Chloe"
"How old are you Chloe?"
"30"
"Damn?! Really? I though you were younger"
Feeling flattered cuz every girl likes to be told they look younger then they are, I laugh & smile.
"You're kinda old" he follows with.
I look at him. Did I mis-judge his age. Dude has to be in his 30s. He was kinda chatting me up 10 seconds ago. Did I miss something?
"Why how old are you?" I ask
"35"
OK. Unsure of how to respond, I apologize, yes, seriously, I apologized & walked up to the register. I saw him again walking to my car, he didn't even look my way.
Went from being hit on to being told I was to old in T Minus 5 seconds.
WOW. Must say, that's a first for me. Guess he likes them young & ripe.
Haha, being single never stops being interesting.
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