He did not A) offer to pick me up or B) walk me to my car. He did, however, accept my offer to split the bill, answered his phone during dinner, and told me he enjoyed going to naked girlie shows. Nice.
The worst part of the whole thing was that I was such a bitch. When someone gets cocky I automatically get bitchy. It's like a switch flips and all of my social graces turn off. Yeah, that's probably not the best approach. Now I'm stuck without a crush and still hearing about my uber in love friends. Hmm...I may be getting bitter.
Just to remind myself that crushes still exist here are a few of my favs.
Swoon!
