Why am I such a loser?

I was in a bar in DC with Kari, Jesse and crew, watching the State of the Union Address and drinking whenever W said 'terrorist', 'nu-kyu-lar' and other bushisms, when I got a call from McVety.  I moved away from my group to talk to him when a very, very attractive redhead walked by...and totally smiled at me.  Seriously, there was nobody else around that she could have been looking at - no friends or acquaintances of hers behind me, nothing.  She was slim but not skinny, and had wavy hair that fell about 2-3 inches above her shoulders.  Naturally, I said nothing to her; maybe I kinda smiled back, but since I was on the phone how would she know what I was smiling about? 



I finished my phone conversation - and a few minutes later, as I walked back to the crew, she crossed my path...and smiled at me again.  This time I knew for sure that I wasn't imagining it.  This time, I'm pretty sure I smiled back.  And that's all I did as I walked to my friends.



I've been on this planet for almost 30 years, yet I still have no idea what to do when I'm confronted with this kind of situation.  Do I just smile back?  Wink?  Talk to her?  Collapse in a heap and start sucking my thumb?  All these years, my reaction is the same: I don't even realize the woman is looking at me until precious seconds have passed, because I assume she couldn't possibly be directing that at me.  And once I confirm that she is, I don't know what to do.  I always have to have some kind of a 'natural in', or else I find it too awkward to even begin to "make a move," as the kids like to say.  I guess that's why I'm such a big loser.  Looking back, it' s amazing that I've dated at all.

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