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Do you flirt with check-out girls just for the heck of it? Are you a check-out girl and flirt with sad-looking middle-aged men for fun? Are you Vernon Kay? Tell us about flirting triumphs and disasters

Thanks to Che Grimsdale for the suggestion

(, Thu 18 Feb 2010, 13:00)
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A couple of others...
There was the attractive girl in the pub on new years. I remember nothing of the forty-five minute conversation we (allegedly) had, but I'm told she spent most of it looking scared while I alternately ranted and stared. I hate drunkenness sometimes.

There was the speed dating last week. Got on really well with this girl, went on to a club, arm around her on the bus into town etc. When we get to the club, she fucks off. I wouldn't mind, but it's about the fifth time that's happened to me.

There was another girl, about a year ago. She was staying with some of her friends at the uni, and we were walking back to halls late at night when a car backfired loudly. "Fuck me!" she exclaimed. "All right then, if you want me to" I replied. *slap*.



But by far the worst, compared to which all of the above pale into insignificant specks, is the story of L.


We met at a house party some two years ago, and seemed to be getting on well. Late at night, when everyone was starting to drift off to sleep, she came and found me on the sofa. She leaned against me with a gentle sigh, and pulled my arm around her (did I mention that she is grade A stunning?) with a little sigh. Now, I don't know what came over me. I can't ever replay what I did next without putting my head in my hands. I thought to myself:

"Oh dear. She must be tired. I'll leave her to sleep".

And I left.



The story continues on the following night at another party two doors down. She gave me a fucking lap dance as well as handcuffing herself to me for half an hour and I didn't fucking take advantage.


The third time we met, I was slaughtered, and rambled on and on about depression as she looked more and more scared.

I was in the pub with her and some other friends a few months ago, and I can fairly categorically say she has given up on me. I can't say I blame her.

She is still stunning.

I am still a twat.



Edit: I reckon we should start a B3ta dating website. It would be awesome. We could recognize each other by means of furtive bear t-shirts.
(, Thu 18 Feb 2010, 19:36, 5 replies)
given how many people here are crap at flirting
or oblivious to others' advances (me included), I think it would be hilarious to watch. From a distance
(, Thu 18 Feb 2010, 20:55, closed)

furtive bear t-shirts

Crippling, self diagnosed aspergers
(, Thu 18 Feb 2010, 22:41, closed)
Having known a guy with Aspergers
I know I don't have it. I'm just an incompetant.
(, Fri 19 Feb 2010, 0:50, closed)
I reckon
you should slow down (not stop, God forbid) the drinking... although clubs do tend to be shit on toast when you're sober.
(, Fri 19 Feb 2010, 4:05, closed)
I have...
Partly due to the fact that I don't live on a uni campus any more, partly due to the fact that I have no money.
(, Fri 19 Feb 2010, 18:17, closed)

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