While On The Train: To Approach Or Not To Approach, That Is The Question


Only-in-New-York-1My friend Joe and I were discussing train flirting the other day. He had seen a really pretty girl on his way to work, and didn’t know if it was appropriate to say something to her.

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.”

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Stares Near The Stairs

I never have boyfriends. I date, I kiss, I fall in love. But rarely do I accept when boys ask me to “be their girlfriend.” There’s just something about the finality of it all that freaks me out and leaves feeling trapped and suffocated.

Do I make out with multiple guys if I’m seeing someone? No. But in my sick and twisted mind, I technically on-paper could.

Anyway, the irony of all irony occurred 2 days after officially becoming someone’s girlfriend.

While having dinner with my cousin, I complained about my boyfriend and told her how differently I thought he’d treat me if I officially committed to him. She bitched about her boyfriend also and, before we knew it, we polished off a bottle of wine.

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