Moccu wrote:
It's good that you try to talk to her, but do you always have to carry on the conversation? Sometimes it's easier to get other people to talk by letting them talk about themselves.
Sweetleaf wrote:
RushKing wrote:
The_Face_of_Boo wrote:
Wat
She stares and glances for almost three years and she hasn't even said hi to me.
If she hasn't initiated interaction with you, then what gives you the idea her intention with bringing a male friend along with her was for you to chase her? Perhaps you could elaborate on the initial story in your O.P since this is not making much sense.
I am a cashier at at a large retail store. For what is almost three years this girl looks at me when she passes by the lanes. One day she decided to come to the breakroom. This was an anomaly because she RARELY ever went the breakroom.
I was siting on an empty table. She came in and decided to sit on my table the opposite corner. It was so awkward! she had this tense look on her face, she sat with her legs crossed and she was flicking her foot around in circles. She didn't say anything. I didn't have anything to say, I was uncomfortable. Eventually this dude walks in and sits straight across from her. It seemed like this guy talked to her earlier. She seemed disturbed by the guy. The conversation sounded so forced. She shot intimidating questions at him like a job interviewer. She kept turning her head over at me. When it was time for me to leave I got up and she was looking again. as I walked near her chair I stopped and gave her a good smile right in front of the guy. (Apon reflection my gut tells me that what was happening right there was real) I don't think she ever went on a date this guy. Because later he was giving me a don't do it man! look.
The weekend beforeThe weekend before we had two chances to talk.
On Saturday, as soon as I opened my lane she came over and put a soda on the conveyor belt. I said what I usually say when I ring people up.
On Sunday, when I headed to the break room. I looked through the window on the door and to my horror I spotted her siting on one of the tables. I wasn't prepared to strike a conversation, so I turned around and stood next to the lockers with my phone. She eventually came out, hovered around for a minute, she then went to her looker which was right across from me. She looked at me with the corner of her eye and then headed back to work.
Later that day she looked at me with a sad wistful face as she passed my lane. (And it was up close)
The trickYesterday to my knowledge she didn’t look at me when she passed my lane (she could have when I wasn’t paying attention).
I sit on a table alone breakroom and she shows up with this new guy who was fancily dressed and a bit on the chubby side. I look up at them she instinctively looked at me. They sit at the table across from me. The guy was barbering on about something and she was laughing so loud. She was only there for a short period of time I think she spent most of her break somewhere else. After she left the the guy looked nervously down at his phone.