IslandHeat
01-29-2007, 09:42 AM
I had to write this. I have never thought I would ever experience this. Everyone has heard of the famous Ugly Duckling, right? Many think it's myth, but they're out there. So be nice to ugly girls! One of them might become the hottest girl you have ever seen! This is my only experience with an ugly duckling.
I walked into Dunkin Doughnuts in this morning. There she is at the cashier receiving money. After she's done with this customer, I will be the only one left. She asks the manager, "Okay, what button do I push now?" Yes, she's new here! Even better. Now, it's my turn to go to the counter.
I saw that there's a rack full of labeled doughnuts. I order two of every single one they don't have. "Ummm, I'm sorry. We're out of every single one that you wanted."
"I know. (flirty grin) I'll wait while you make them."
"Umm, let me ask my manager what I should do." What? She didn't bite on my line? What the hell? She obviously thought I was serious. I'm a little confused because she's a hb9. So I figure I'm going to try a different angle.
"You know what? Never mind. But, You know what would be really great?"
"What's that?"
"If you could smile for me just once."
"Why?" (Look of confusion)
"Just show it to me. It'll make you feel better and make my day at the same time."
I'm saying this in a joking matter so I don't look stupid. It depends on the way you say things. I've used every single stupid pickup line that girls say don't work. You know, is you daddy a baker? Those ones. I've used these. When I used them, I'm not serious. I used them as a joke to get the girl laughing. Add to it, be creative. "Yeah, I know how you feel. A gay guy tried using that on me the other day. Isn't it funny?" Bam! You have her. She'll go on forever about stupid guys. That's what women talk about all the time. Why? Because they all have this fantasy about a perfect man. Since she doesn't have one, she's perfectly content with complaining or gossiping.
Then she looks at me with an almost shy smile. She doesn't even laugh. Wait, Is she blushing? Okay, at this point I am really confused. I have never met a hot girl like this that was shy. I figure I'm going to get to the bottom of this. I make small talk with her. Get this, she went to the same highschool I did! What makes it worse is that she was in my class and I don't remember her. When she tells me her name, I am blown away. This girl used to be FUGLY! Horrible hair, zits everywhere, the distinct smell of a hippie, and her very unique fashion sense.
"Holy shit! I don't even recognize you!"
"You're the first person that knows I work here."
"Oh yeah, you don't keep in touch with anyone?"
"It's not that. They know I'm here, they just don't know it's me."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I guess I'm kinda scared what they'll think."
The gates of opportunity have opened up for me. I have to help this girl. She has the looks. I want to help her with her self esteem issues. I don't know why I feel I have to do this. I just wanted to help her. That's it! I made up my mind. I'm going to help this girl. She won't know I'm helping her. I'll just take her out until she finally feels comfortable about herself and being around other people.
I'm about to even have a better day than I anticipated. We make more small talk and I find out I was her inspiration to change. Also, that she had a crush on me. YES! I looked bad up to sophmore year. Bowl haircut, real small Asian eyes, pimples, and flabby. I changed in the summer before junior year. All of my friends were good looking, they're the ones that got the girls. Like they say, there's always a bad one in the group. I guess I was the bad one. I grew muscle easily because I'm an Islander and became more active. I hit my growth spurt, my almond eyes took shape of bigger eyes, cut my hair, and my voice was deeper. At the same time I became more socially adept because I was hanging out with friends that had girlfriends. Talking to girls became easy. Junior and Senior year was unbelievable. Summer got out and everyone is amazed how I look and talk. I joined sports, which up'd my status. Soon, I joined track. I only did this because there are LOADS of girls at track meets to hit on. hehe. I ended up getting prom king.
The moral of the story is, DON'T BE MEAN TO UGLY GIRLS! It might just end up coming around and kicking you in the ass. I wasn't, and that's why I'm going to meet her right after she gets off work.
I walked into Dunkin Doughnuts in this morning. There she is at the cashier receiving money. After she's done with this customer, I will be the only one left. She asks the manager, "Okay, what button do I push now?" Yes, she's new here! Even better. Now, it's my turn to go to the counter.
I saw that there's a rack full of labeled doughnuts. I order two of every single one they don't have. "Ummm, I'm sorry. We're out of every single one that you wanted."
"I know. (flirty grin) I'll wait while you make them."
"Umm, let me ask my manager what I should do." What? She didn't bite on my line? What the hell? She obviously thought I was serious. I'm a little confused because she's a hb9. So I figure I'm going to try a different angle.
"You know what? Never mind. But, You know what would be really great?"
"What's that?"
"If you could smile for me just once."
"Why?" (Look of confusion)
"Just show it to me. It'll make you feel better and make my day at the same time."
I'm saying this in a joking matter so I don't look stupid. It depends on the way you say things. I've used every single stupid pickup line that girls say don't work. You know, is you daddy a baker? Those ones. I've used these. When I used them, I'm not serious. I used them as a joke to get the girl laughing. Add to it, be creative. "Yeah, I know how you feel. A gay guy tried using that on me the other day. Isn't it funny?" Bam! You have her. She'll go on forever about stupid guys. That's what women talk about all the time. Why? Because they all have this fantasy about a perfect man. Since she doesn't have one, she's perfectly content with complaining or gossiping.
Then she looks at me with an almost shy smile. She doesn't even laugh. Wait, Is she blushing? Okay, at this point I am really confused. I have never met a hot girl like this that was shy. I figure I'm going to get to the bottom of this. I make small talk with her. Get this, she went to the same highschool I did! What makes it worse is that she was in my class and I don't remember her. When she tells me her name, I am blown away. This girl used to be FUGLY! Horrible hair, zits everywhere, the distinct smell of a hippie, and her very unique fashion sense.
"Holy shit! I don't even recognize you!"
"You're the first person that knows I work here."
"Oh yeah, you don't keep in touch with anyone?"
"It's not that. They know I'm here, they just don't know it's me."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I guess I'm kinda scared what they'll think."
The gates of opportunity have opened up for me. I have to help this girl. She has the looks. I want to help her with her self esteem issues. I don't know why I feel I have to do this. I just wanted to help her. That's it! I made up my mind. I'm going to help this girl. She won't know I'm helping her. I'll just take her out until she finally feels comfortable about herself and being around other people.
I'm about to even have a better day than I anticipated. We make more small talk and I find out I was her inspiration to change. Also, that she had a crush on me. YES! I looked bad up to sophmore year. Bowl haircut, real small Asian eyes, pimples, and flabby. I changed in the summer before junior year. All of my friends were good looking, they're the ones that got the girls. Like they say, there's always a bad one in the group. I guess I was the bad one. I grew muscle easily because I'm an Islander and became more active. I hit my growth spurt, my almond eyes took shape of bigger eyes, cut my hair, and my voice was deeper. At the same time I became more socially adept because I was hanging out with friends that had girlfriends. Talking to girls became easy. Junior and Senior year was unbelievable. Summer got out and everyone is amazed how I look and talk. I joined sports, which up'd my status. Soon, I joined track. I only did this because there are LOADS of girls at track meets to hit on. hehe. I ended up getting prom king.
The moral of the story is, DON'T BE MEAN TO UGLY GIRLS! It might just end up coming around and kicking you in the ass. I wasn't, and that's why I'm going to meet her right after she gets off work.