While going back and forth about it, he came up with a really good line. If the girl got off at his stop, he’d say, “Listen, you really don’t have to stalk me. I’ll just give you my number, it’s okay.”
The Age-Old Question Has Finally Been Answered: Jen Chooses Guys Over Food
Before I even write this post, I feel that I must preface by saying that the guy I leapt out of my seat for did not look like this dude. But this photo was so beautiful I physically could not control myself.
I can’t even tell you how many train “moments” I have had in my life. Between internships and my dating escapades, I spend about 1/8 of my life on the NYC subway system — during which time I fall in love one out of every four times.
I can never understand why the guy I have a 45-minute relationship with doesn’t ask for my number before he leaves. Of course I’m too ashamed (and too slow) to give him my number. (The guy always gets off before me because I’m one of the last stops of the train.)
The greatest train moment on earth was in the movie Eagle Eye. Continue reading