Stories From My Past: Hot For Teacher

I had been observing other guys around me, seeing how they handled themselves. They weren't afraid, they didn't trip on their words, they made friends easily and with confidence. I had none of these traits in my favor.
It was day one of the new semester, and I was determined that this semester would be different. I would grow a backbone! I would say something to a female beyond "Uh... huh... uh..." In fact, as I sat waiting for my calculus class to start, I decided right then and there that I was going to say "Hi!" to the very next girl who walked by.
And I did. She was quite good-looking. She said "Hi!" back, and we began talking. Amazingly, I didn't faint, or "nerd out", or stammer. It was really weird... I was having a conversation with a woman I didn't know, and it was going well. This was definitely new territory for me. She was actually interested in getting to know me! And I liked her. She was interesting, and funny. I began to try to think of a way to invite her to sit next to me once class started.

I had been hitting on the teacher.
"Brave, Confident, Outgoing Jeff" politely bowed out, and let "Shy, Nerdy, Goofball Jeff" take over for the rest of the semester.
1 Comments:
Man I remember your hair! You should really let it grow out again! Live like Diamond Dave for real!
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