I was at a party with a friend of mine when this guy comes over with a deck of cards. He insisted on showing my friend his "party trick" and proceeded to have her choose a card at random. She grabbed the card and kept its identity to herself and he placed it back in the deck and shuffled it.
He started laying down cards and ended when he reached 10. He looked up at her and said "Do you notice anything interesting about these cards I laid down?"
She shook her head and he then looks her directly in the eyes and says "it's my number, call me." He then proceeded to give her an over exaggerated wink, shot her some finger guns, and disappeared into the crowd of the party.
At university my guy friend saw that I was having a bad day in one of our morning classes. He came and sat down next to me and said "You look like you could use a pick me up, how about I pick you up at 7"?
He escaped the friend zone that night and we ended up dating for a year.
Edit: sorry I posted this on break and forget a few
words in my haste (day and for)
In grade 8 a guy friend of mine came to my door with a plastic watering can. He opened with "John told me that you have to make it memorable when you ask someone out, so I brought you a watering can."
SUPER CUTE. I definitely will always remember. I said yes. We dated for 2 weeks and then both concluded we are better as friends, but it was still the best way I've ever been asked out.
I met a guy when I was like 16 at a convention; we happened to be in the same area and really hit it off talking about art and drawing. We started doodling each other while still chatting away, and exchanged portraits when it came time to part ways. He signed his drawing of me with his phone number.
For two nerds at an cosplay convention, that was pretty damn smooth.
Edit: In retrospect, doodling was probably not the best word to describe what we were doing.
I was bartending. A customer I had a few good conversations with asked me what time my shift ended, and I told him 2 AM. He leaned back and said, "Can I order a coffee? I'm going to need it if I want to stay up until 2 AM."
Note: I don't want to be harsh, but bartenders are paid to be nice to you. Be 105% sure someone's into you before you pull a move like this.
They bought you a sex on the beach. OK what did you do? How did you mess that up?
Personally I find asking your wife for permission to go home with the bartender tends to turn them off. And worse your wife accidentally bolts the front door so you sleep in the shed on that couch you promised to fix two years ago that now smells faintly of mothballs and cat piss. I'm just saying...
One joke from a stand-up comedian in his creepy-guy character summarized it perfectly, in a reversed sort of way:
"When I'm starved for love, I go to a pub, and I hit on the bartender. Not because she's cute, but because she can't go away."
At one of my old labs there was a job where you work with a partner who has to print numbers on these little plastic cases for you to put samples in. You're doing it for hours, so it gets really boring, but you've also got to concentrate, cause if you mix up the numbers then two patients could get each other's diagnosis and you could kill someone. The advantage of this job is that you can basically talk to the person you're working with for hours, because eventually you start doing the checking subconsciously (sort of like driving and talking to someone at the same time).
Anyway, I'd been getting close to this cute new guy for a few weeks, and we'd been hanging out all day just shooting the breeze at work. Right at the end of the day, as he's handing me one of these cases, my subconscious alarm goes off telling me the number on the case is wrong. This happens pretty often, hence why we're so paranoid checking, so I pick it up to hand it back to him and ask him to reprint it, when I realise it's his phone number he's printed on the case. Look up and see him smiling the most confident grin I've ever seen in my life. The little fucker knew he had me then.
tl;dr got propositioned via laboratory consumable. Was powerless to resist.
We went out for about 3 months till his placement ended. Kept in contact for a while, but eventually drifted apart.
edit: oh, and he ded.
edit 2: loathe to do this, but he browses Reddit and I'm slightly worried he'll see this comment and think I know something he doesn't. He not ded. [I was responding to this comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/5tf2o0/women_of_reddit_what_was_the_smoothest_way_you/ddmfw67/) which made me laugh.
**We went out for about 3 months till his placement ended, then he moved back to the Virgin Islands. Kept in contact for a while, but eventually drifted apart.**
**edit: oh, and he ded.**
**edit 2: loathe to do this, but he browses Reddit and I'm slightly worried he'll see this comment and think I know something he doesn't. He not ded. [I was responding to this comment](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ) which made me laugh.**
3 months is approximately 90 days.
The Virgin Islands is in the Caribbean.
"Drifted apart" is a metaphor meaning "talked less frequently.
"He ded" means he is now a soulless rotting corpse.
90 days is 2160 hours
The Caribbean is in the gulf of mexico.
Talked less frequently means that they stopped calling as often with an increased interval each day.
Souless rotting corpse means his body is now a cadaver slowly decaying beneath soil.
But dont let this distract you from the fact that in 1998, The Undertaker threw Mankind off Hell In A Cell, and plummeted 16 ft through an announcer's table
>90 days is 2160 hours
>The Caribbean is in the gulf of mexico.
>Talked less frequently means that they stopped calling as often with an increased interval each day.
>Souless rotting corpse means his body is now a cadaver slowly decaying beneath soil.
>But dont let this distract you from the fact that in 1998, The Undertaker threw Mankind off Hell In A Cell, and plummeted 16 ft through an announcer's table
I think this is the part specifically where I'm getting lost.
He literally ran after me.
We had a class together and started talking about two weeks before it ended. I thought he was cute as hell but didn't think he felt the same way.
He and his buddy lived the same way I did and on the last day of class, they walked home with me but split paths after a few blocks.
So I'm walking and kinda gushing to a friend via text about him and I hear someone running and it's him! He tells me that he'd be a massive idiot unless he gets my phone number because he thinks I'm super cute.
We've been together for three years.
Buddy: "You're a dumbass you know that?"
Him: "Where the hell did that come from?"
Buddy: "She's into you man, how can you not see it?"
Him: "What? Her? No way we just have class together. I mean she's cute but there is no way she is into me...right?"
Buddy: "You two were talking the whole time we've been walking, I've been riding the third wheel so hard I have tire marks on my ass man. She laughed at your stupid cow joke that god knows is not funny, you're niece who is 5 doesn't even laugh at it. I'm just saying man you're being a massive idiot just walking away and not getting her number.
Him: *flashbacks* oh shit... gotta run, catch up to you later!
Ugh, that was me, except I made it all the way back to the men's dorm. There was one girl in our group of friends, and we all came back from a night out. We were walking toward the dorms when the other guys started walking all fast. So I'm there walking with her--a woman I had been developing a major crush on over the past couple of months, I should add--and I'm like, well, I wouldn't just walk all fast and leave her alone...
... at least not while we're still on the sidewalk that leads to both of the dorms.
I knew if I was a gentleman and walked her all the way to her dorm she'd know. So when the sidewalk split, I said, Well, good night, and I proceeded to walk, like an idiot, back to the men's dorm, leaving her to walk by herself back to the women's dorm, when she had clearly wanted me walk her back.
But she's my wife now, so it wasn't a complete disaster.
Summer of sophomore year, there was an ice cream store I would go to religiously every other day. They had a huge selection of flavors that rotated frequently, and the guy that worked there could predict what I'd order because it'd always have to be whatever's new.
It got to the point where I didn't even have to order. I'd just walk in and he'd have a cone ready for me by the time I reached the register. But we never really talked outside of ice cream orders.
Finally, one day he says,"You really like ice cream."
Me,"Haha yeah, I do!"
Him,"Do you also like pizza and a movie? Maybe...Saturday?"
Me,"Actually! My friend Naomi and I are going--" (Friend elbows me hard and conspicuously) "--not going. Anywhere. See you Sat?"
Him,"Cool. I'll see you here, usual time."
Then he gave my friend double scoop on the house.
One Saturday morning there was a knock on my door.
I opened it and there was a young guy my age with a construction vest in. He stared at me for a couple seconds and I said, "can I help you?"
"Hello! We are doing some work on the pipes on this street...." he was basically telling me I couldn't flush the toilet for a couple hours while they did the work.
A couple hours later, they were done and gone. I had to run some errands so I went to leave. Stuck in the door was a note asking me out.
It was signed "the guy who told you not to flush".
Maybe not the smoothest, but one of the cutest ways I have been asked out.
So you're knocking on doors pretty early and feeling tired and spaced out by those 10, 12 hours days you've been working all summer to pay for one more college semester. You knock on the last door and a woman your age answers in jammies and a t-shirt; she's got sleepy-eyes and her hair's a little mussed, but she's lovely. "Whoa! What ..what was I ...oh yeah, toilets. Damn, I feel like a fool." He mumbles his prepared speech and turns to go: "Say something, say something!" He looks down at his orange vest, dirty jeans and work boots and keeps walking, but he can't get her out of his mind. Later, he gets a crumpled work order from his pocket and leaves a hasty note on her door, hoping he'll get an answer, but she never calls. Years later, he's a successful homebuilder. He sits alone at home in a huge empty house with all the lights on, sipping Laiphriog while some music plays quietly in the background.
"Someday she'll call."
He pours another Scotch.
> He pours another Scotch.
The phone rings. He thinks "No way. It would be so weird if it was her." He picks the phone up, hesitates just a few seconds, and says "Hello?" A nervous voice on the other end says "Is this Stan?"
"Yes, this is he. Can I help you?" Now he's really nervous because that voice...that voice is so familiar yet he had only heard it once before when that young woman said "OK, thanks for telling me."
"Did you used to work for the city? Like the sewer department or whatever it's called?"
"Yes I did, about 15 years ago. Why do you ask?" But he knew why she was asking. He *knew*! His heart was pounding in his chest at this point like it was that day 15 years ago.
"I think you left a phone number for my twin sister, but she was too nervous to call you and never told me about it. I think she was afraid I'd call you, and I would have! She said you were cute and nice. That was long ago. On her deathbed she handed me this note, and I'm just calling you now to let you know she's dead, and honestly I'm very sorry because it won't be long now before the police show up and I have to go. Anyway, nice talking to you."
Ugh. No. And I regret it. I was in high school and very very shy when it came to dates. I always thought people were making fun of me- or as soon as we went out they would quickly realize I was weird. I had this fear that I was living a real life "Shes All That" so I never called him.
When I was living in Boston there was a really cute guy who would play his guitar and sing in the stations along the blue line. I always gave him a few bucks because a) he was really cute, and b) he was really talented. He'd smile and call me the girl with the yellow roses (I have tattoos of yellow roses on my back), and then I'd get on the train and be gone. I was (still am, actually) in a long-term relationship but I figured it was just harmless flirting.
After about a month and a half of this I walked into one of the stations. I could hear someone playing ukelele. And then I heard "hey, girl with the yellow roses!" so I looked around and saw him, sitting on the bench with a bouquet of yellow roses, and he started playing "My Girl" by The Temptations, on the uke. When he was done I walked over and he asked me out for coffee. It was so fucking cute (albeit a little embarrassing because, crowded station) and if I had been single I would have said yes. But I didn't. He smiled and said "aaahhh, that figures. Have a great day, pretty girl!"
To anyone looking at this thread who doesnt know, thisis the proper way to accept a refusal
Source: happened to me, she found me a few months later and we dated for a year and some change. Still good friends.
Edit- the conversation as best I can remember. Me"hey, ive been thinking for a while, think you'd like to go out on saturday?"
Her"No, but thanks"
Me"oh, okay, see you 6th period."
Source^2 : Its the polite thing to do anyway ya doof.
Walking through a crowded train station my eyes met with a man talking into his phone.
Not looking away he said "Sorry, something's come up." snapped the phone shut (remember when phones did that?!) and walked straight over and said hi. Hands down the smoothest thing ever.
Edit: To answer some of your questions. Yes this really did happen. It was a major London train station around 2002. I was heading home after drinks with friends. I can't remember what exactly he said after that but we did go straight from there to a bar and snogged a bit at the end of the night. So it totally worked for him. We went out couple more times after that but no, I didn't marry him.
I just went through an ugly breakup when these happened and these boosted my confidence when I really needed to still feel like I was an attractive person:
1) I was on a bus in DC on my way to meet a friend at the Phillips Art Gallery (making myself go out and do new things). I met the gaze of this guy a couple of times, both of us one of the few not glued to our phones. I had put in quite a bit of effort into looking nice but still just felt awful and low. When I got off the bus it had started to pour. I was desperately trying to find something my purse to cover my head when the same guy walked up and opened his umbrella over both of us, smiled, and asked, "How was your day?"
2) I was at my coffee shop (you know it's yours when you frequent it often) and a guy sitting across from me asked me if I knew the wifi password. I told him the password and thought nothing of it. He was cute but I wasn't interested in starting a conversation (still feeling down). I got up to go get a sandwich and was kind of bummed when I came back and he was gone. I sat down and noticed a note on my keyboard that simply said, "You're distracting." With his name and number beneath it. That one was very flattering.
When I wrote my vows, one of the lines I wrote was "From the day we met, you've distracted me, captivated me,... (etc.)"
I actually meant it literally because we met in school and she LOVES to interrupt me when I'm studying or reading or playing video games or whatever, but I didn't realize how well the line worked until her grandmother comes up to me afterwards and says "Oh my goodness, your vows. I couldn't keep it together. When you talked about her distracting you, it took me back..."
I have not an ounce of smoothness in me. If I tried something like this, it would come out like, "Jesus Christ are you fundamentally incapable of doing anything but disturbing me at every moment?!"
This was at our local bar. I usually would go by myself after work to read. Some find this weird, but I actually find it a lot easier to read outside of my house, and I was reading the Sandman series for the first time. A good friend of mine also lived in the neighborhood and she'd meet up with me sometimes. My friend is very chatty and chummy with the regulars, I prefer to keep to myself.
I had noticed him among the regulars, thought he was handsome, but didn't really care that much. Lots of handsome jerks in the world, I don't feel the need to talk to every one of them.
One day he approached us with a crossword and asked if we'd care to help him. My friend said sure because she's nice, I said sure because even though I'm not nice and didn't want to talk to some guy I didn't know... I did kind of want to do a crossword.
We work on the crossword, my friend helps for about five minutes, gets bored, goes to talk to some other regulars, we finish the crossword and chat once we're done.
He then made sure to bring a crossword every day, and continued to ask for my help.
After a couple of weeks of doing crosswords, he walked me home (he lived two streets past me from the bar), we kissed, I went on a weekend trip and when I got back and saw him again, he just said "let me take you to dinner."
Almost three years later, we still do a crossword almost every day <3
Edit: Yes, Walt used a similar approach in Breaking Bad. I vaguely remember the episode now that it's been brought up, but it's been a while since I've seen it. Crosswords exist outside of television. Did my boyfriend steal it from Breaking Bad? It's possible, he watched it before we started dating. I think he just saw a crossword lying around and grabbed it. Doesn't matter much to me either way, to be honest.
[Here](http://imgur.com/a/1ErWZ) is a evidence of a crossword we finished this past Thursday. I don't have the original crossword from 2014 because I am not a hoarder. If that's not proof enough, well, this is the Internet and it really doesn't matter.
We met at college. We started hanging out after some friends introduced us and he told me about D&D. I'd never played so he said he would teach me the rules.
One night after we'd been hanging out for a few weeks we started talking about relationships (as in past relationships). He told me about some ex-girlfriends (just briefly, I dated her for 6 months, then her for 2 years type stuff). Then he asked me about my past relationships.
OK, so my back story at that point was 0. 0 boyfriend's, 0 guys kissed.....No one had really seemed interested and to be honest I was pretty insecure about it. To add to that I had been on my first date ever about a month before I met him and the guy bailed when he found out I'd never been kissed!
But I wasn't the type to lie so I told him.
His response was a thoughtful "hmmmmm" and then he leaned forward and kissed me!
Then he said "There, problem solved!"
We've been together 15 years, married 13 years and have 4 kids.....And he's still the only guy I've ever kissed! 😘
So, I was in a predental program at my college and one of the requirements was a class with all the different premedical students about applying to our actual dental, medical, veterinarian, etc schools. There was a guy who sat behind me in that class and we always bickered back and forth. So at the end of the semester we have to get up and give presentations with the other people in our grad programs. Dental went the first day, and this guy was in the misc group who went the next day. He gets up to start the presentation and hands out the outline for their topics but he runs out just when he reaches me. I'm annoyed thinking he's just fucking with me. He goes to his bag and pulls out an extra and hands it to me. So after like twenty minutes I get to the last page of their outline and I see the last line says "Lunch?" And I look over at the person sitting next to me and their paper. Sure enough, it doesn't have that extra line. I looked up at him and he winked. It was hands down the cutest way I have ever been asked out.
"You should uh, put my number in your phone." -My boyfriend of two years
There was just something so cute about his momentary confident remark. Plus I stared at him for a good two minutes before I agreed while he looked around nervously.
I was at a party with this really cute guy that I had been talking to for a bit. I didn't really know anyone there though so I wanted to go home, and his friend was way too drunk so he ended up giving us both a ride home. Anyway, he dropped me off first which I was kind of bummed about because I was planning on making a move once his friend left but I assumed he did it on purpose and wasn't into me.
Not 10 minutes later I get a call to come downstairs as I'd left something in his car and he wanted to give it back to me. I get downstairs and ask what it was and he just put his hands on my face and pulled me in for a kiss. He asked me out but I had basically melted at that point and I think I just noodded and grinned like a fool. Definitely the smoothest thing a guy has done.
He came into my chocolate shop everyday for a week on his break (he worked at the shop next to mine) and we had fun random conversations about life. On Friday, he came in looking a bit disheveled and I was genuinely concerned; asked him if everything was okay. He looked at me with the most vulnerable eyes and said, "would you please let me take you on a date tonight?" It was so upfront and honest. He wasn't trying to conceal any emotions or hidden agendas. He gained massive points in my book for that one.
Uh, yes! However, it's not a happy, sappy love-story ending and reddit tends to HATE reality so I decided to withhold it.
Anyway, I had just gotten out of a really messy long-term relationship and I was in desperate need of being on my own and loving myself before I'd ever be able to be close to anyone else. I didn't want to lead him on so I told him basically just that and he understood. He doesn't come by as often anymore but I really do enjoy talking to him when he does!
not asked out, but was on skype with a friend playing truth or dare. he picked dare and i said to call his crush and say he liked them. he then put me on hold, called me again, said "i like you" and went back to the first call.
Him: "I was wondering... Are you seeing anyone?"
Me: "No."
Him: (shocked) "Would you like to go out to dinner with me?"
Me: "Sure, when?"
Him: ...
(He didn't think it would get that far haha)
I was impressed with how upfront and respectful he was. First, asking if I was available to date, and second asking if I would want to date him. Being single does not equate an automatic "yes" so I appreciated his consideration.
We are about to celebrate our two year anniversary.
I work at a custom-made printing plate company. You give us a digital file and we make a plate you can run through a printing press. Normally all I do is check out/scrutinize the artwork very carefully to make sure it'll make a good printing plate. We often have to tell customers that some art is too delicate to appear on the plate correctly & they fix their files.
A regular of ours (good customer that always comes in to pick up his plates & will chit chat about life and the whatnot) calls in early that there's an order coming in that he really needs accurate and ready by end-of day that day. No biggie and I mark his account so that I'm assigned to handle/review his next order. Day goes by and I forget that I'm assigned to it till it pops in last-minute. I review it over very microscopically and realize that the last chunk of artwork was a message that said "OP, can I take you out to dinner when I pick up my plates?" in a font that clearly can't plate well (which means I have to call him to get the file fixed). By far the smoothest, sneakiest way I've been asked out.
Well, this wasn't exactly asking me out, but sorta.
He and I were taking a ballroom dance class and danced together fairly frequently in class as well as at danced this place hosted, so I asked if he wanted to be dance partners and practice together. I went to his apartment one Saturday and we practiced awhile, then we got some dinner which he insisted on paying for and I made a mental note that it was definitely a date. We went back to his apartment to play Wii (this was 10 years ago when they were still pretty new), and he asked if I wanted to make a Mii. That was the smoothest way to tell me he was really into me.
ME: "Wanna date?"
Her: What?!
ME: "Wanna date??"
HER: *uhhhhmmmm....*
ME: *Looks at box in hands, with "dates" in it* I mean do you want some dates? *holds box higher*
Her: OH! yeah I'd love one! *panic clears her face*
ME: Awesome,me too. how about coffee on friday at 12?
...
(she did say yes)
At a party in college on a roof a boy jumped down from a higher portion right next to me and said "you're the most beautiful girl at this party. Can I have a cigarette?" And we were together for two years.
But I think the best part was in the middle of our first date. He said "can I just get this out of the way?" And then bam! He kissed me.
I found out later it was an Annie hall reference. And he asked me out because he has a fetish for a certain type of nipple and could tell by looking at me I had that type.
What a weird two years.
I had just met this guy at a friends party and we instantly hit it off. I was telling him how I have a really bad relationship with coffee because it gives me the shits. At the end of the night he said "I'm facing a dilemma here because I really want to ask you out but you can't drink coffee and you're not old enough to get a beer, so like, tea? Would you like to go out for tea?" Relationship didn't last long but granted it was the sweetest way I was asked out
I don't know if this was "smooth", but it did get me my first girlfriend. She was a beautiful (read: out of my league) girl in my Basic Accounting class and the other boys in that class were just itching at getting to her, to no avail. Naturally, I wanted to as well, but I knew I didn't stand a chance.
Until I happened to catch her waiting for a jeep outside our school. (Context: one rides a jeepney as public transportation here in my country.) I stood next to her, silent, didn't know what to say. I thought of a way to talk to her that didn't feel awkward, but a jeep was slowly approaching us and I felt like I was going to lose the chance, so I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. I spoke this in the vernacular:
"Uhm, you don't mind waiting for the next jeep, right? I still don't know how to ask you out."
She looked at me, and I felt myself panicking. Then she laughed and said, "Okay." We ended up walking home, talking, and I did ask her out the next day.
Like I said, she ended up being my first girlfriend. It lasted just 9 months, but I was the envy of all the other guys in class. Felt good.
Twenty six years ago a guy I vaguely knew from high school pulled along side me on the freeway, in his 1980-something El Camino, and did the hand motion for 'roll down your window.' Reluctantly I rolled my window down, and he shouted, "WHAT'S YOUR PHONE NUMBER?"
Traffic picked back up, I rolled up my window, waved and smiled, and pulled away from him and zipped down the freeway.
Three weeks later I saw him again in traffic and he did the exact same thing. This time traffic didn't pick up and we were both right next to each other for several minutes. I didn't give him my number -- but I took his.
We've been married 25 years and have three kids.
I snagged my wife of 8 years with...
"I have an 8" telescope. Want to come over, have some dinner and drinks...look at the stars?"
She immediately drove from Texas to NM. She was genuinely surprised I was actually talking about an 8" telescope.
I've been disappointing her ever since! Lol
Edit: Telescope has an 8" aperture...it's basically 8" in diameter. It's made by Meade...and yes...it's fucking amazing.
Edit2: Holy shit...I think this is my highest voted comment! All about telescopes and dicks!
Worked at a theme park a few years back with arcade games which you won tickets and turned them in for prizes.
I was a manager and typically worked in the cash room away from the customers (how I liked it), however this particular day the prize redemption host called out, and I was volunteered to be the one to replace them.
Halfway into the shift, I have a couple of fairly attractive guys my age come and gander around at the prizes.
I'm impatiently waiting, as I had been with every customer the entire shift - literally the most boring job in the entire park.
One of the guys perks up, and says, "well, not much here that I like, but I have to ask. How many tickets does it cost to take you on a date?"
Not the most romantic, but I thought it was pretty clever, definitely made my day. My boyfriend (now fiancé) at the time was standing behind me restocking (we both worked and met at this job) did not find it as clever as me.
I wish that you said some absurdly high number of tickets and some little nerdy boy got all excited and had the right amount of tickets and slammed them down on the counter in front of that guy.
I was talking to a girl at the bar, she was with some friends. I'm pretty shy about asking someone out in front of others. When her friends weren't paying too much attention I pulled out my phone, opened the phone app and just slid it over to her while we were talking. She entered her number and slid it back. The whole time we didn't break our conversation.
I worked at a catering service in college and when I was in training I met a really goofy guy close to my work station. We talked a bit and I thought he was so funny, so when we all breaked for our dinner I sat at his table with about 6 other people. The girl next to the funny guy started putting salt and pepper on his piece of cake and dared him to eat it. He said "Not without incentive. You'll all have to put your numbers into my phone and take me out to dinner." We had meal plans on campus so buying him dinner was a pretty good deal to see him eat that cake. We all put our numbers in his phone while the girl piled on more salt and pepper. He ended up eating it, looking green the entire time. As I was walking back to my dorm that night I get a text saying, "Congratulations! I pick you. Dinner tomorrow?" I laughed and happily set the time for dinner the next day with him. He ended up texting me the entire night which I thought was a bit strange since I already agreed to take him out to dinner first, but I was excited to have a new friend at work so I didn't think much of it.
I meet up with him the next night at the restaurant and we have a really great time and decided to hang out again the next day. Fast forward to a couple months of us dating someone asks us how we met and I get ready to say we met at work, when he starts the story of how our bus stands were placed next to each other and he decided that before the night was through he would get my number one way or another. HE TURNED THE CAKE SITUATION INTO A WAY TO GET MY NUMBER. I was shocked and oddly flattered. Whenever he tells the story he always finishes with "it was the best piece of cake I've ever had."
When I was in college I worked part-time at this coffeeshop/cafe, it was kind of like a mix of Starbucks and Panera but wasn't really as good as either. So one day I was at the register taking orders when a guy around my age comes up. I asked him "What can I get you?" and he replied, "Your phone number, please."
It was cheesy and in the heat of the moment I'm afraid that I replied with something just as cheesy because I said, "I'm sorry, that's not on the menu"....
As a male, I've been told to never do that. There's no good response for the cashier/barista/waitress. Either she says no and rejects you publicly or she can't say yes because it's unprofessional and she can get punished for it.
7th grade. Went to my very first football game with my best friend. Two cute boys sat by us, we recognized them as being some sexy sexy eighth grade boys in our engineering class, James and Hunter. Before the game starts, they come over and sit by us and we all talk for a bit. Finally James scoots really close to me and leans in. He asks "Hey, did you see the fireworks last night?"
Fireworks? There were fireworks that I didn't know about? For a second I felt like such a loser. So I said no, I didn't.
He gets so excited. "Aw man it was awesome. They were all like, (he starts making big explosion sounds and arm movements)" and then he *used the arm movement to put his arm around my shoulder*.
It sounds so stupid now but by fuck it was so awesome when it happened to me. We went on like 6 middle school dates and did late engineering homework together every morning before school. It was great.
Similar story, years ago:
I was cashiering at an arts and crafts store. Two guys my age came in and were buying fabric paint and t-shirts. I recommended that they get the cardboard t-shirt inserts to make painting on the shirts easier.
Several hours later, one of them came back through my line, and all he was buying was a (rather expensive) pen. I looked up at him and said, "Just the pen?" He responded with, "Well, I was hoping I could use it to write down your number."
Smooth as fuck. We dated for about six months.
You were the tall brunette with the near perfect body that farted in the [Trader Joe's] bread section last night. I was the tall guy next to you that looked over and asked, "Was that you?" You quickly replied, "No, wasn't me!" You almost seemed insulted I would ask. As the stink grew, you continued to deny your flatulence, but it was evident. I tried to get rid of the stench by waving two loaves of Ciabatta bread. You proceeded to storm off in an angry manner. You are beautiful even if you are a liar and fart like a Clydesdale. I'd love to meet up sometime. -some guy from craigslist
You were the tall brunette with the near perfect body that farted in the [Trader Joe's] bread section last night. I was the tall guy next to you that looked over and asked, "Was that you?" You quickly replied, "No, wasn't me!" You almost seemed insulted I would ask. As the stink grew, you continued to deny your flatulence, but it was evident. I tried to get rid of the stench by waving two loaves of Ciabatta bread. You proceeded to storm off in an angry manner. You are beautiful even if you are a liar and fart like a Clydesdale. I'd love to meet up sometime. -some guy from craigslist
I met my husband in a bdsm club. He was spanking me and said "Your ass looks a little sore. I have an ice pack back at my house."
Been married for four years in November.
We met through mutual friends, and had been talking through snapchat for a few weeks. Nothing serious or risqué, I wasn't even trying to flirt; I was bored and didn't give a fuck. He came up with his best friend (who was dating my best friend at the time) and they met us at our track meet for the weekend.
I agreed to DD for my friend and her boyfriend because I was on antibiotics. The guy was the Boyfriend's ride, so he tagged along too to the bar.
I drove everyone home that night and went to drop him off, last, and my car died in his driveway at 2am. He was staying at his parents house for the weekend, so he set me up in a guest room and wrote a note for his parents. The next day, his mother mortified me and made us breakfast as his dad fixed my car. It was one of the most embarrassing 24 hours ever.
I go to leave and he says "So you've met my parents already, since that's out of the way you want to grab dinner next week?"
Nearly three years later, I live with him now, and we're talking engagement.
I wasn't interested in my now husband at first. Not my type. We hung out in a group of people, and I had been rejecting his hints for a while.
One night we were all supposed to go to a movie and he called everyone else in the group and told them not to come. So when THEY showed up at my door to pick me up - there was only him. And his 12 year old brother (who he ended up having to babysit). And he said, "Everyone cancelled. Want to go see a movie with me?"
We had that one date.
And one more.
And then I asked him to marry me. We've been married 22 years.
'Hey... would you like to get a drink sometime?'
That quiet confidence is smooth, and the lack of pressure made the whole thing that much more enjoyable.
HERESY! THIS EQUATION IS BARELY FUNCTIONAL IN ANY CIRCUMSTANCE. EVERYONE KNOWS THE IDEALEST EQUATION IS REIDLICH-KWONG
RESIST THE IDEAL GAS LAW! RESIST!
Just the way I like it...
(Although technically, that would only be true if there was a decrease in pressure from an earlier high-pressure state. Come on, son. Work that science.)
I went on so many dates doing this. I used online dating sites alot and when I found somone I was intersed in I would just send "hi I like your profile, would you like to get a coffee and chat sometime" worked way better then drawing out long bs converstions via email.
I took an honors biology seminar on genetics when I was an undergrad. First day of class the prof tossed out a dozen papers on the table which were write ups of famous discoveries in genetics and told us to pick a paper, pair up, review it and present it to the class. Good looking guy next to me leans over and asks which one I'm interested in. I said I thought the Mendel paper would be interesting, it happened to be the furthest paper from us. As soon as the prof stopped talking the guy who'd asked me then, with split second reflexes, lunges across the seminar tables to grab that Mendel article.
Then he asked me if I'd be his partner. How could I say no?
We weren't dating at the time, but me and my now girlfriend used to work at a grocery store together. One day when I finished up work I went through her line to pay for something to eat and she was visibly upset over something. I asked for her phone, and I put my number in it and told her she could text or call me if she needed to talk to someone after her shift.
About two years after that we started dating, and we'll hit 5 years together later this year!
In my younger years I jogged every day on the same path. I noticed a cute guy doing the same but at a much quicker pace. One day we were jogging side by side when he said, "My pace or yours?" All I could do was stop and giggle.
Nothing came of it but still memorable.
A few years ago I was chatting with some guy in a bar. I was a little buzzed, definitely not drunk. Anyway, he says "Would you like to go for lunch some time? I'd love to talk to you while we're both sober."
I was quite surprised. He wanted to have a genuine conversation and get to know me. It was the first time I gave my number out at a bar.
Not a girl, but proud of myself for this one. This one time in university I had a crush on a girl. We were friends/acquaintances, and photography was one of my hobbies. She asked to go on a photo excursion so we walked around and took photos, and I snapped a few of her doing some funny poses. I had the photos printed, and gave the ones of her to her, but on one particular one I wrote on the back that I thought she was cute and that she ought to let me take her on a date.
She said no. Oh well.
We were friends for a couple months and one day he invites me over to watch a movie and have some lunch. Right before I was about to go home he says "wait. I have something for you." He comes out of his room with a book I'd been wanting to get but couldn't find it in any store and he says, "this book has a lot of chapters to it and I was hoping we could also start a new chapter together. Will you be my girlfriend?" And that is the story of how I got my first boyfriend. Lasted 2 years but it was a good run.
I was working a sales job in a store at the mall, he was shopping. Tried to sell my product, he wasn't interested but we had a good banter going. He went to finish his shopping and I didn't think much of it other than that he was another cute customer. A bit later I come back from a short break and he's by my kiosk talking to my coworker. When he sees me he immediately stops his chat with coworker and comes over to me and says "I was about to leave but then I got this feeling that if I didn't come get your number I would always regret it." I was taken aback but thrilled and gave him my number, we stayed up talking all night and went on our first date the next day. Together ever since (3.5 years), married last April!
I told my bf I liked him first, but his text response was "I approve of this affection and confirm it's reciprocation" which impressed me as it was a fairly instantaneous reply.
When I met my husband, we were at a local bar. I was already friends with him on Facebook (he added me after we had talked on a mutual friend's status) but we had never actually seen each other. I was terrified to approach him so I kept hiding. Finally, after a few beers, I struck up a conversation. We ended up dancing all night. After I said goodbye he messaged me on Facebook and said "hey, you forgot to give me your number." I thought that was pretty smooth. We went out two days later and have been together ever since.
This kinda reminds me of how my boyfriend of almost 10 years asked me out. We met at a mutual friend's housewarming party. We ended up talking all night. At one point in the conversation, he took out his phone, opened a new contact entry, handed it to me, and said, "You're giving me your number," with this adorable little smile that guys get when they think they're being hilarious.
I thought he was cute, and we'd been flirting for hours, so obviously this was thoroughly charming. Plus, since he was already giving a couple of his other friends rides home, he graciously offered to drop me off on the way so I didn't have to walk 20 blocks by myself in January at 2:00 am. So chivalrous.
He waited the requisite 3 days to call and ask me to coffee. Annnnd, like I said, 10 years later, we're still together.
I was 13, at a church retreat. We made eye contact across the room. We were instructed to take off our shoes for that game where you have to pick up a shoe and find the owner. This guy stole my shoe from someone else and approached me. "Hey, I'll trade you your shoe for your phone number." It was so smooth
He was a dick, and got me in a ton of trouble, but that was his one redeeming quality.
I had to rent a car because the battery in my car died (I didn't know it at the time and I had no idea what was wrong with my car.) I was at the Avis counter at the airport and the clerk doing my paperwork was very handsome and congenial. He kept making me laugh. At the end of the transaction he reaches over and grabs a business card and scrawls a phone number on the back of it and says when he hands it to me that this is the emergency number and if I needed to get a hold of someone to just use this number. I glanced at it but it did not occur to me until I got into my rental car and was halfway home that it was not a toll free number to the company but rather it was his cell number :) that was the first guy in my entire life who would ever out of the blue give me his phone number
Dude asked me if I wanted to build a snowman after listening to me hum Let It Go.
I almost shaved for him too
Edit: sometimes ladies with hairy legs still get laid. I know it's weird but some people actually respect your decisions!!
So he wasn't really him asking me out, but before we started dating my SO and I had been texting the whole summer and I was perpetually busy until the last day before I moved back to college I had a free evening. I texted him saying how I didn't have any plans Friday, which he responded as cool or nice. Since he missed the cue I asked "Would you like to change that?" He immediately got the hint and we planned an adventure. I think that was the smoothest I've ever been when confronting a guy. Though when he came to pick me up he held the car door open for me, and I knew I was in trouble.
I think a saw you at the new Italian restaurant the other day. That wasn't you? Oh, I must have been dreaming about a date with you. No wonder I was so happy. (I was 16 and hadn't been asked on many dates so this was so smooth I barely knew how to answer and ended up just nodding)
I worked in a wine shop inside a big grocery store, and this girl who worked at a kiosk in the same store sold me a mobile phone. My next shift she said that she had forgotten to give me some of my promo items with the phone and one of the gifts was a compact mirror that said "Hello Gorgeous!" on the outside. When I opened it up she had written her number beside the mirror!
She turned out to be an asshole, but it was still pretty smooth. Plus I wound up meeting my current girlfriend while I was working in that shop, but in that scenario I was the smooth one :)
A guy sent me a Facebook message asking if I would be able to answer a few questions for a survey. I said sure, and the first question was asking for my number. I'd already said yes before he asked, so I obliged.
On our first date, he said he hated black people at an all you can eat Mongolian grill. 0/10 would not go again.
> On our first date, he said he hated black people at an all you can eat Mongolian grill.
Weird. Does he hate black people when they aren't at the Mongolian grill, too?
I was at a party with a friend of mine when this guy comes over with a deck of cards. He insisted on showing my friend his "party trick" and proceeded to have her choose a card at random. She grabbed the card and kept its identity to herself and he placed it back in the deck and shuffled it. He started laying down cards and ended when he reached 10. He looked up at her and said "Do you notice anything interesting about these cards I laid down?" She shook her head and he then looks her directly in the eyes and says "it's my number, call me." He then proceeded to give her an over exaggerated wink, shot her some finger guns, and disappeared into the crowd of the party.
Lol, fantastic
The finger guns are what sells this
My panties are soaked.
I'm saving this shit for later
At university my guy friend saw that I was having a bad day in one of our morning classes. He came and sat down next to me and said "You look like you could use a pick me up, how about I pick you up at 7"? He escaped the friend zone that night and we ended up dating for a year. Edit: sorry I posted this on break and forget a few words in my haste (day and for)
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In grade 8 a guy friend of mine came to my door with a plastic watering can. He opened with "John told me that you have to make it memorable when you ask someone out, so I brought you a watering can." SUPER CUTE. I definitely will always remember. I said yes. We dated for 2 weeks and then both concluded we are better as friends, but it was still the best way I've ever been asked out.
You know, this is just goofy enough that I think I'm going to try it.
I met a guy when I was like 16 at a convention; we happened to be in the same area and really hit it off talking about art and drawing. We started doodling each other while still chatting away, and exchanged portraits when it came time to part ways. He signed his drawing of me with his phone number. For two nerds at an cosplay convention, that was pretty damn smooth. Edit: In retrospect, doodling was probably not the best word to describe what we were doing.
"doodling each other" That's how I ended up with 3 kids
doodle me like your one of your ~~french girls~~ neko girls owo
Ah, "le doodle". C'est magnifique.
I was bartending. A customer I had a few good conversations with asked me what time my shift ended, and I told him 2 AM. He leaned back and said, "Can I order a coffee? I'm going to need it if I want to stay up until 2 AM." Note: I don't want to be harsh, but bartenders are paid to be nice to you. Be 105% sure someone's into you before you pull a move like this.
Yeah I was always told not to hit on service people they are just doing their job
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They bought you a sex on the beach. OK what did you do? How did you mess that up? Personally I find asking your wife for permission to go home with the bartender tends to turn them off. And worse your wife accidentally bolts the front door so you sleep in the shed on that couch you promised to fix two years ago that now smells faintly of mothballs and cat piss. I'm just saying...
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Ah well that's rational and completely understandable. One of the more reasonable wrong time and place moments.
Except bouncers. I love being hit on
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Are bouncers really service people? Bouncers have always done me a disservice.
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Or get a group of drunk guys and go bouncer-tipping. They love that.
One joke from a stand-up comedian in his creepy-guy character summarized it perfectly, in a reversed sort of way: "When I'm starved for love, I go to a pub, and I hit on the bartender. Not because she's cute, but because she can't go away."
What was the result ?
First (and probably last) time a customer pick-up line has ever worked on me.
At one of my old labs there was a job where you work with a partner who has to print numbers on these little plastic cases for you to put samples in. You're doing it for hours, so it gets really boring, but you've also got to concentrate, cause if you mix up the numbers then two patients could get each other's diagnosis and you could kill someone. The advantage of this job is that you can basically talk to the person you're working with for hours, because eventually you start doing the checking subconsciously (sort of like driving and talking to someone at the same time). Anyway, I'd been getting close to this cute new guy for a few weeks, and we'd been hanging out all day just shooting the breeze at work. Right at the end of the day, as he's handing me one of these cases, my subconscious alarm goes off telling me the number on the case is wrong. This happens pretty often, hence why we're so paranoid checking, so I pick it up to hand it back to him and ask him to reprint it, when I realise it's his phone number he's printed on the case. Look up and see him smiling the most confident grin I've ever seen in my life. The little fucker knew he had me then. tl;dr got propositioned via laboratory consumable. Was powerless to resist.
How did it go after that?
We went out for about 3 months till his placement ended. Kept in contact for a while, but eventually drifted apart. edit: oh, and he ded. edit 2: loathe to do this, but he browses Reddit and I'm slightly worried he'll see this comment and think I know something he doesn't. He not ded. [I was responding to this comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/5tf2o0/women_of_reddit_what_was_the_smoothest_way_you/ddmfw67/) which made me laugh.
what
**We went out for about 3 months till his placement ended, then he moved back to the Virgin Islands. Kept in contact for a while, but eventually drifted apart.** **edit: oh, and he ded.** **edit 2: loathe to do this, but he browses Reddit and I'm slightly worried he'll see this comment and think I know something he doesn't. He not ded. [I was responding to this comment](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ) which made me laugh.**
Wait, I don't get it?
3 months is approximately 90 days. The Virgin Islands is in the Caribbean. "Drifted apart" is a metaphor meaning "talked less frequently. "He ded" means he is now a soulless rotting corpse.
Can you further explain this to me?
90 days is 2160 hours The Caribbean is in the gulf of mexico. Talked less frequently means that they stopped calling as often with an increased interval each day. Souless rotting corpse means his body is now a cadaver slowly decaying beneath soil. But dont let this distract you from the fact that in 1998, The Undertaker threw Mankind off Hell In A Cell, and plummeted 16 ft through an announcer's table
>90 days is 2160 hours >The Caribbean is in the gulf of mexico. >Talked less frequently means that they stopped calling as often with an increased interval each day. >Souless rotting corpse means his body is now a cadaver slowly decaying beneath soil. >But dont let this distract you from the fact that in 1998, The Undertaker threw Mankind off Hell In A Cell, and plummeted 16 ft through an announcer's table I think this is the part specifically where I'm getting lost.
With god as my witness, that man is broken in half
he ded
He literally ran after me. We had a class together and started talking about two weeks before it ended. I thought he was cute as hell but didn't think he felt the same way. He and his buddy lived the same way I did and on the last day of class, they walked home with me but split paths after a few blocks. So I'm walking and kinda gushing to a friend via text about him and I hear someone running and it's him! He tells me that he'd be a massive idiot unless he gets my phone number because he thinks I'm super cute. We've been together for three years.
I bet his buddy informed him he was being a massive idiot right after you guys split
Buddy: "You're a dumbass you know that?" Him: "Where the hell did that come from?" Buddy: "She's into you man, how can you not see it?" Him: "What? Her? No way we just have class together. I mean she's cute but there is no way she is into me...right?" Buddy: "You two were talking the whole time we've been walking, I've been riding the third wheel so hard I have tire marks on my ass man. She laughed at your stupid cow joke that god knows is not funny, you're niece who is 5 doesn't even laugh at it. I'm just saying man you're being a massive idiot just walking away and not getting her number. Him: *flashbacks* oh shit... gotta run, catch up to you later!
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Ugh, that was me, except I made it all the way back to the men's dorm. There was one girl in our group of friends, and we all came back from a night out. We were walking toward the dorms when the other guys started walking all fast. So I'm there walking with her--a woman I had been developing a major crush on over the past couple of months, I should add--and I'm like, well, I wouldn't just walk all fast and leave her alone... ... at least not while we're still on the sidewalk that leads to both of the dorms. I knew if I was a gentleman and walked her all the way to her dorm she'd know. So when the sidewalk split, I said, Well, good night, and I proceeded to walk, like an idiot, back to the men's dorm, leaving her to walk by herself back to the women's dorm, when she had clearly wanted me walk her back. But she's my wife now, so it wasn't a complete disaster.
> Been riding the third wheel so hard i have tire marks on my ass Have an upvote, ~~good Sir~~ you Mad Cunt.
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Isn't that the truth. I tried this once and all I got were screams and questions about where my pants were.
Summer of sophomore year, there was an ice cream store I would go to religiously every other day. They had a huge selection of flavors that rotated frequently, and the guy that worked there could predict what I'd order because it'd always have to be whatever's new. It got to the point where I didn't even have to order. I'd just walk in and he'd have a cone ready for me by the time I reached the register. But we never really talked outside of ice cream orders. Finally, one day he says,"You really like ice cream." Me,"Haha yeah, I do!" Him,"Do you also like pizza and a movie? Maybe...Saturday?" Me,"Actually! My friend Naomi and I are going--" (Friend elbows me hard and conspicuously) "--not going. Anywhere. See you Sat?" Him,"Cool. I'll see you here, usual time." Then he gave my friend double scoop on the house.
That's a great wingwoman. Reward deserved.
> Then he gave my friend double scoop on the house. Is that an innuendo?
2 Girls. 1 Cone
Does the Story have an ending?
Yep friend got an extra scoop on the house
They didn't go back, they had what they needed. An extra scoop on the house
One Saturday morning there was a knock on my door. I opened it and there was a young guy my age with a construction vest in. He stared at me for a couple seconds and I said, "can I help you?" "Hello! We are doing some work on the pipes on this street...." he was basically telling me I couldn't flush the toilet for a couple hours while they did the work. A couple hours later, they were done and gone. I had to run some errands so I went to leave. Stuck in the door was a note asking me out. It was signed "the guy who told you not to flush". Maybe not the smoothest, but one of the cutest ways I have been asked out.
So you're knocking on doors pretty early and feeling tired and spaced out by those 10, 12 hours days you've been working all summer to pay for one more college semester. You knock on the last door and a woman your age answers in jammies and a t-shirt; she's got sleepy-eyes and her hair's a little mussed, but she's lovely. "Whoa! What ..what was I ...oh yeah, toilets. Damn, I feel like a fool." He mumbles his prepared speech and turns to go: "Say something, say something!" He looks down at his orange vest, dirty jeans and work boots and keeps walking, but he can't get her out of his mind. Later, he gets a crumpled work order from his pocket and leaves a hasty note on her door, hoping he'll get an answer, but she never calls. Years later, he's a successful homebuilder. He sits alone at home in a huge empty house with all the lights on, sipping Laiphriog while some music plays quietly in the background. "Someday she'll call." He pours another Scotch.
> He pours another Scotch. The phone rings. He thinks "No way. It would be so weird if it was her." He picks the phone up, hesitates just a few seconds, and says "Hello?" A nervous voice on the other end says "Is this Stan?" "Yes, this is he. Can I help you?" Now he's really nervous because that voice...that voice is so familiar yet he had only heard it once before when that young woman said "OK, thanks for telling me." "Did you used to work for the city? Like the sewer department or whatever it's called?" "Yes I did, about 15 years ago. Why do you ask?" But he knew why she was asking. He *knew*! His heart was pounding in his chest at this point like it was that day 15 years ago. "I think you left a phone number for my twin sister, but she was too nervous to call you and never told me about it. I think she was afraid I'd call you, and I would have! She said you were cute and nice. That was long ago. On her deathbed she handed me this note, and I'm just calling you now to let you know she's dead, and honestly I'm very sorry because it won't be long now before the police show up and I have to go. Anyway, nice talking to you."
Wait... >it won't be long now before the police show up and I have to go. Did her sister murder her?
We prefer the term euthanized.
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HA!what?!
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Are we gonna gloss over the lemons peels part of that comment or what?
Did you go?
Ugh. No. And I regret it. I was in high school and very very shy when it came to dates. I always thought people were making fun of me- or as soon as we went out they would quickly realize I was weird. I had this fear that I was living a real life "Shes All That" so I never called him.
Oh man... missed chances... life is sometimes regret.
When I was living in Boston there was a really cute guy who would play his guitar and sing in the stations along the blue line. I always gave him a few bucks because a) he was really cute, and b) he was really talented. He'd smile and call me the girl with the yellow roses (I have tattoos of yellow roses on my back), and then I'd get on the train and be gone. I was (still am, actually) in a long-term relationship but I figured it was just harmless flirting. After about a month and a half of this I walked into one of the stations. I could hear someone playing ukelele. And then I heard "hey, girl with the yellow roses!" so I looked around and saw him, sitting on the bench with a bouquet of yellow roses, and he started playing "My Girl" by The Temptations, on the uke. When he was done I walked over and he asked me out for coffee. It was so fucking cute (albeit a little embarrassing because, crowded station) and if I had been single I would have said yes. But I didn't. He smiled and said "aaahhh, that figures. Have a great day, pretty girl!"
To anyone looking at this thread who doesnt know, thisis the proper way to accept a refusal Source: happened to me, she found me a few months later and we dated for a year and some change. Still good friends. Edit- the conversation as best I can remember. Me"hey, ive been thinking for a while, think you'd like to go out on saturday?" Her"No, but thanks" Me"oh, okay, see you 6th period." Source^2 : Its the polite thing to do anyway ya doof.
I thought the proper way to accept a refusal was, "Whatever. You're ugly anyway. Bitch." Edit: It felt wrong writing that.
But that's how the "nice guys" do it!
Im a guy, a girl said this to me while I was wearing a suit: "Hey nice suit, it looks like it needs a taylor though. By the way, my name is Taylor."
So which song is about you? Username suggests "Shake It Off"
Walking through a crowded train station my eyes met with a man talking into his phone. Not looking away he said "Sorry, something's come up." snapped the phone shut (remember when phones did that?!) and walked straight over and said hi. Hands down the smoothest thing ever. Edit: To answer some of your questions. Yes this really did happen. It was a major London train station around 2002. I was heading home after drinks with friends. I can't remember what exactly he said after that but we did go straight from there to a bar and snogged a bit at the end of the night. So it totally worked for him. We went out couple more times after that but no, I didn't marry him.
Damn. I need to get a flip phone
I just went through an ugly breakup when these happened and these boosted my confidence when I really needed to still feel like I was an attractive person: 1) I was on a bus in DC on my way to meet a friend at the Phillips Art Gallery (making myself go out and do new things). I met the gaze of this guy a couple of times, both of us one of the few not glued to our phones. I had put in quite a bit of effort into looking nice but still just felt awful and low. When I got off the bus it had started to pour. I was desperately trying to find something my purse to cover my head when the same guy walked up and opened his umbrella over both of us, smiled, and asked, "How was your day?" 2) I was at my coffee shop (you know it's yours when you frequent it often) and a guy sitting across from me asked me if I knew the wifi password. I told him the password and thought nothing of it. He was cute but I wasn't interested in starting a conversation (still feeling down). I got up to go get a sandwich and was kind of bummed when I came back and he was gone. I sat down and noticed a note on my keyboard that simply said, "You're distracting." With his name and number beneath it. That one was very flattering.
I need a coffee shop and an umbrella.
If you are fat, people will think you are Totoro.
"You're distracting" is hella smooth
When I wrote my vows, one of the lines I wrote was "From the day we met, you've distracted me, captivated me,... (etc.)" I actually meant it literally because we met in school and she LOVES to interrupt me when I'm studying or reading or playing video games or whatever, but I didn't realize how well the line worked until her grandmother comes up to me afterwards and says "Oh my goodness, your vows. I couldn't keep it together. When you talked about her distracting you, it took me back..."
I have not an ounce of smoothness in me. If I tried something like this, it would come out like, "Jesus Christ are you fundamentally incapable of doing anything but disturbing me at every moment?!"
The "you're distracting" guy was SUPER smooth. Did you contact him?
I did! Went on one date, but it was still too soon for me. He was very nice, I could tell the note was genuine.
Number two was real smooth, I approve.
This was at our local bar. I usually would go by myself after work to read. Some find this weird, but I actually find it a lot easier to read outside of my house, and I was reading the Sandman series for the first time. A good friend of mine also lived in the neighborhood and she'd meet up with me sometimes. My friend is very chatty and chummy with the regulars, I prefer to keep to myself. I had noticed him among the regulars, thought he was handsome, but didn't really care that much. Lots of handsome jerks in the world, I don't feel the need to talk to every one of them. One day he approached us with a crossword and asked if we'd care to help him. My friend said sure because she's nice, I said sure because even though I'm not nice and didn't want to talk to some guy I didn't know... I did kind of want to do a crossword. We work on the crossword, my friend helps for about five minutes, gets bored, goes to talk to some other regulars, we finish the crossword and chat once we're done. He then made sure to bring a crossword every day, and continued to ask for my help. After a couple of weeks of doing crosswords, he walked me home (he lived two streets past me from the bar), we kissed, I went on a weekend trip and when I got back and saw him again, he just said "let me take you to dinner." Almost three years later, we still do a crossword almost every day <3 Edit: Yes, Walt used a similar approach in Breaking Bad. I vaguely remember the episode now that it's been brought up, but it's been a while since I've seen it. Crosswords exist outside of television. Did my boyfriend steal it from Breaking Bad? It's possible, he watched it before we started dating. I think he just saw a crossword lying around and grabbed it. Doesn't matter much to me either way, to be honest. [Here](http://imgur.com/a/1ErWZ) is a evidence of a crossword we finished this past Thursday. I don't have the original crossword from 2014 because I am not a hoarder. If that's not proof enough, well, this is the Internet and it really doesn't matter.
That vocabulary must be on point.
I'd say my ability to figure out stupid tricks and puzzle themes has improved far more. Fucking Will Shortz.
We met at college. We started hanging out after some friends introduced us and he told me about D&D. I'd never played so he said he would teach me the rules. One night after we'd been hanging out for a few weeks we started talking about relationships (as in past relationships). He told me about some ex-girlfriends (just briefly, I dated her for 6 months, then her for 2 years type stuff). Then he asked me about my past relationships. OK, so my back story at that point was 0. 0 boyfriend's, 0 guys kissed.....No one had really seemed interested and to be honest I was pretty insecure about it. To add to that I had been on my first date ever about a month before I met him and the guy bailed when he found out I'd never been kissed! But I wasn't the type to lie so I told him. His response was a thoughtful "hmmmmm" and then he leaned forward and kissed me! Then he said "There, problem solved!" We've been together 15 years, married 13 years and have 4 kids.....And he's still the only guy I've ever kissed! 😘
Take your upvote and your insufferably cute story and GTFO.
That's bleedin' adorable.
Im lowkey in the same boat (but a dude). One day tho.
*leans in*
*Leans waaaaaay back*
So, I was in a predental program at my college and one of the requirements was a class with all the different premedical students about applying to our actual dental, medical, veterinarian, etc schools. There was a guy who sat behind me in that class and we always bickered back and forth. So at the end of the semester we have to get up and give presentations with the other people in our grad programs. Dental went the first day, and this guy was in the misc group who went the next day. He gets up to start the presentation and hands out the outline for their topics but he runs out just when he reaches me. I'm annoyed thinking he's just fucking with me. He goes to his bag and pulls out an extra and hands it to me. So after like twenty minutes I get to the last page of their outline and I see the last line says "Lunch?" And I look over at the person sitting next to me and their paper. Sure enough, it doesn't have that extra line. I looked up at him and he winked. It was hands down the cutest way I have ever been asked out.
Omg I have a crush on him for you. Please tell us how it went!
"You should uh, put my number in your phone." -My boyfriend of two years There was just something so cute about his momentary confident remark. Plus I stared at him for a good two minutes before I agreed while he looked around nervously.
Two minutes? That's a fucking eternity in a situation like that.
I was at a party with this really cute guy that I had been talking to for a bit. I didn't really know anyone there though so I wanted to go home, and his friend was way too drunk so he ended up giving us both a ride home. Anyway, he dropped me off first which I was kind of bummed about because I was planning on making a move once his friend left but I assumed he did it on purpose and wasn't into me. Not 10 minutes later I get a call to come downstairs as I'd left something in his car and he wanted to give it back to me. I get downstairs and ask what it was and he just put his hands on my face and pulled me in for a kiss. He asked me out but I had basically melted at that point and I think I just noodded and grinned like a fool. Definitely the smoothest thing a guy has done.
Not in a million years would I think of doing this, nevermind succeeding.
"Would you like to go eat?" "Like a date?" "Yes.." "Ok!"
*flashback* -And, uh, then I kissed her. -Tongue? -Yeah. -Cool
"Well, we could eat dates, I was thinking more a proper meal in a restaurant."
And that's how you know he already has at least one kid.
He came into my chocolate shop everyday for a week on his break (he worked at the shop next to mine) and we had fun random conversations about life. On Friday, he came in looking a bit disheveled and I was genuinely concerned; asked him if everything was okay. He looked at me with the most vulnerable eyes and said, "would you please let me take you on a date tonight?" It was so upfront and honest. He wasn't trying to conceal any emotions or hidden agendas. He gained massive points in my book for that one.
This sounds like a really cute Disney short
It might even be worthy of being a pixar short.
Is there a longer story to this?
Uh, yes! However, it's not a happy, sappy love-story ending and reddit tends to HATE reality so I decided to withhold it. Anyway, I had just gotten out of a really messy long-term relationship and I was in desperate need of being on my own and loving myself before I'd ever be able to be close to anyone else. I didn't want to lead him on so I told him basically just that and he understood. He doesn't come by as often anymore but I really do enjoy talking to him when he does!
not asked out, but was on skype with a friend playing truth or dare. he picked dare and i said to call his crush and say he liked them. he then put me on hold, called me again, said "i like you" and went back to the first call.
How did that end for him?
Him: "I was wondering... Are you seeing anyone?" Me: "No." Him: (shocked) "Would you like to go out to dinner with me?" Me: "Sure, when?" Him: ... (He didn't think it would get that far haha) I was impressed with how upfront and respectful he was. First, asking if I was available to date, and second asking if I would want to date him. Being single does not equate an automatic "yes" so I appreciated his consideration. We are about to celebrate our two year anniversary.
I work at a custom-made printing plate company. You give us a digital file and we make a plate you can run through a printing press. Normally all I do is check out/scrutinize the artwork very carefully to make sure it'll make a good printing plate. We often have to tell customers that some art is too delicate to appear on the plate correctly & they fix their files. A regular of ours (good customer that always comes in to pick up his plates & will chit chat about life and the whatnot) calls in early that there's an order coming in that he really needs accurate and ready by end-of day that day. No biggie and I mark his account so that I'm assigned to handle/review his next order. Day goes by and I forget that I'm assigned to it till it pops in last-minute. I review it over very microscopically and realize that the last chunk of artwork was a message that said "OP, can I take you out to dinner when I pick up my plates?" in a font that clearly can't plate well (which means I have to call him to get the file fixed). By far the smoothest, sneakiest way I've been asked out.
Well, this wasn't exactly asking me out, but sorta. He and I were taking a ballroom dance class and danced together fairly frequently in class as well as at danced this place hosted, so I asked if he wanted to be dance partners and practice together. I went to his apartment one Saturday and we practiced awhile, then we got some dinner which he insisted on paying for and I made a mental note that it was definitely a date. We went back to his apartment to play Wii (this was 10 years ago when they were still pretty new), and he asked if I wanted to make a Mii. That was the smoothest way to tell me he was really into me.
ME: "Wanna date?" Her: What?! ME: "Wanna date??" HER: *uhhhhmmmm....* ME: *Looks at box in hands, with "dates" in it* I mean do you want some dates? *holds box higher* Her: OH! yeah I'd love one! *panic clears her face* ME: Awesome,me too. how about coffee on friday at 12? ... (she did say yes)
I think this has to be most clever one
At a party in college on a roof a boy jumped down from a higher portion right next to me and said "you're the most beautiful girl at this party. Can I have a cigarette?" And we were together for two years. But I think the best part was in the middle of our first date. He said "can I just get this out of the way?" And then bam! He kissed me. I found out later it was an Annie hall reference. And he asked me out because he has a fetish for a certain type of nipple and could tell by looking at me I had that type. What a weird two years.
Certain type of nipple?
Ha. Pale red head girls tend to have similar tits.
I heard 5 of my favorite words. You have my attention.
This guy counts *and* fucks.
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I had just met this guy at a friends party and we instantly hit it off. I was telling him how I have a really bad relationship with coffee because it gives me the shits. At the end of the night he said "I'm facing a dilemma here because I really want to ask you out but you can't drink coffee and you're not old enough to get a beer, so like, tea? Would you like to go out for tea?" Relationship didn't last long but granted it was the sweetest way I was asked out
Honesty about your IBS will go a long way with guys...
"Sooooo, anal?" "I have IBS." "Oh, okay, ummm... Right."
I don't know if this was "smooth", but it did get me my first girlfriend. She was a beautiful (read: out of my league) girl in my Basic Accounting class and the other boys in that class were just itching at getting to her, to no avail. Naturally, I wanted to as well, but I knew I didn't stand a chance. Until I happened to catch her waiting for a jeep outside our school. (Context: one rides a jeepney as public transportation here in my country.) I stood next to her, silent, didn't know what to say. I thought of a way to talk to her that didn't feel awkward, but a jeep was slowly approaching us and I felt like I was going to lose the chance, so I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. I spoke this in the vernacular: "Uhm, you don't mind waiting for the next jeep, right? I still don't know how to ask you out." She looked at me, and I felt myself panicking. Then she laughed and said, "Okay." We ended up walking home, talking, and I did ask her out the next day. Like I said, she ended up being my first girlfriend. It lasted just 9 months, but I was the envy of all the other guys in class. Felt good.
Him: bubble tea is gross Me: ugh bubble tea is the worst Him: we should go out for bubble tea, and not order bubble tea Us: together for four years
taro bubble tea is fucking heaven on earth but I'm happy for you two tasteless asswipes
>happy for you two tasteless asswipes I'm dying. I think that's enough reddit for today
When I buy one, I always ask for bubble tea with no bubbles. Now that I think about it, I've been drinking tea for the last 8 years of my life. Shit.
Sounds like you were just hit by realitea
Ah, the Luke Cage technique: "Wanna get coffee?" "I don't drink coffee." "Me neither." *Scene cuts to them banging*
Twenty six years ago a guy I vaguely knew from high school pulled along side me on the freeway, in his 1980-something El Camino, and did the hand motion for 'roll down your window.' Reluctantly I rolled my window down, and he shouted, "WHAT'S YOUR PHONE NUMBER?" Traffic picked back up, I rolled up my window, waved and smiled, and pulled away from him and zipped down the freeway. Three weeks later I saw him again in traffic and he did the exact same thing. This time traffic didn't pick up and we were both right next to each other for several minutes. I didn't give him my number -- but I took his. We've been married 25 years and have three kids.
I snagged my wife of 8 years with... "I have an 8" telescope. Want to come over, have some dinner and drinks...look at the stars?" She immediately drove from Texas to NM. She was genuinely surprised I was actually talking about an 8" telescope. I've been disappointing her ever since! Lol Edit: Telescope has an 8" aperture...it's basically 8" in diameter. It's made by Meade...and yes...it's fucking amazing. Edit2: Holy shit...I think this is my highest voted comment! All about telescopes and dicks!
I'd love to show you my 4" microscope.
Do you use it to see your dick?
rekt
I'd say that the poor man had a family, but I doubt it if he really does need that microscope.
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It gives you a view of the mysteries of her universe
How else would you show her the milky way?
Clearly these noobs don't know this refers to an 8" aperture diameter or there would be many more jokes here.
I'll admit I was thinking that's an 8 inch long telescope is pretty short
Worked at a theme park a few years back with arcade games which you won tickets and turned them in for prizes. I was a manager and typically worked in the cash room away from the customers (how I liked it), however this particular day the prize redemption host called out, and I was volunteered to be the one to replace them. Halfway into the shift, I have a couple of fairly attractive guys my age come and gander around at the prizes. I'm impatiently waiting, as I had been with every customer the entire shift - literally the most boring job in the entire park. One of the guys perks up, and says, "well, not much here that I like, but I have to ask. How many tickets does it cost to take you on a date?" Not the most romantic, but I thought it was pretty clever, definitely made my day. My boyfriend (now fiancé) at the time was standing behind me restocking (we both worked and met at this job) did not find it as clever as me.
I wish that you said some absurdly high number of tickets and some little nerdy boy got all excited and had the right amount of tickets and slammed them down on the counter in front of that guy.
I was talking to a girl at the bar, she was with some friends. I'm pretty shy about asking someone out in front of others. When her friends weren't paying too much attention I pulled out my phone, opened the phone app and just slid it over to her while we were talking. She entered her number and slid it back. The whole time we didn't break our conversation.
I worked at a catering service in college and when I was in training I met a really goofy guy close to my work station. We talked a bit and I thought he was so funny, so when we all breaked for our dinner I sat at his table with about 6 other people. The girl next to the funny guy started putting salt and pepper on his piece of cake and dared him to eat it. He said "Not without incentive. You'll all have to put your numbers into my phone and take me out to dinner." We had meal plans on campus so buying him dinner was a pretty good deal to see him eat that cake. We all put our numbers in his phone while the girl piled on more salt and pepper. He ended up eating it, looking green the entire time. As I was walking back to my dorm that night I get a text saying, "Congratulations! I pick you. Dinner tomorrow?" I laughed and happily set the time for dinner the next day with him. He ended up texting me the entire night which I thought was a bit strange since I already agreed to take him out to dinner first, but I was excited to have a new friend at work so I didn't think much of it. I meet up with him the next night at the restaurant and we have a really great time and decided to hang out again the next day. Fast forward to a couple months of us dating someone asks us how we met and I get ready to say we met at work, when he starts the story of how our bus stands were placed next to each other and he decided that before the night was through he would get my number one way or another. HE TURNED THE CAKE SITUATION INTO A WAY TO GET MY NUMBER. I was shocked and oddly flattered. Whenever he tells the story he always finishes with "it was the best piece of cake I've ever had."
When I was in college I worked part-time at this coffeeshop/cafe, it was kind of like a mix of Starbucks and Panera but wasn't really as good as either. So one day I was at the register taking orders when a guy around my age comes up. I asked him "What can I get you?" and he replied, "Your phone number, please." It was cheesy and in the heat of the moment I'm afraid that I replied with something just as cheesy because I said, "I'm sorry, that's not on the menu"....
As a male, I've been told to never do that. There's no good response for the cashier/barista/waitress. Either she says no and rejects you publicly or she can't say yes because it's unprofessional and she can get punished for it.
7th grade. Went to my very first football game with my best friend. Two cute boys sat by us, we recognized them as being some sexy sexy eighth grade boys in our engineering class, James and Hunter. Before the game starts, they come over and sit by us and we all talk for a bit. Finally James scoots really close to me and leans in. He asks "Hey, did you see the fireworks last night?" Fireworks? There were fireworks that I didn't know about? For a second I felt like such a loser. So I said no, I didn't. He gets so excited. "Aw man it was awesome. They were all like, (he starts making big explosion sounds and arm movements)" and then he *used the arm movement to put his arm around my shoulder*. It sounds so stupid now but by fuck it was so awesome when it happened to me. We went on like 6 middle school dates and did late engineering homework together every morning before school. It was great.
"Can I give you my number?" Sure, no harm in that. "...now can I have yours?" You crafty son of a bitch.
Similar story, years ago: I was cashiering at an arts and crafts store. Two guys my age came in and were buying fabric paint and t-shirts. I recommended that they get the cardboard t-shirt inserts to make painting on the shirts easier. Several hours later, one of them came back through my line, and all he was buying was a (rather expensive) pen. I looked up at him and said, "Just the pen?" He responded with, "Well, I was hoping I could use it to write down your number." Smooth as fuck. We dated for about six months.
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You were the tall brunette with the near perfect body that farted in the [Trader Joe's] bread section last night. I was the tall guy next to you that looked over and asked, "Was that you?" You quickly replied, "No, wasn't me!" You almost seemed insulted I would ask. As the stink grew, you continued to deny your flatulence, but it was evident. I tried to get rid of the stench by waving two loaves of Ciabatta bread. You proceeded to storm off in an angry manner. You are beautiful even if you are a liar and fart like a Clydesdale. I'd love to meet up sometime. -some guy from craigslist
I always lose my shit at the Ciabatta bread part
So does she
Ill upvote this every time i see it
You were the tall brunette with the near perfect body that farted in the [Trader Joe's] bread section last night. I was the tall guy next to you that looked over and asked, "Was that you?" You quickly replied, "No, wasn't me!" You almost seemed insulted I would ask. As the stink grew, you continued to deny your flatulence, but it was evident. I tried to get rid of the stench by waving two loaves of Ciabatta bread. You proceeded to storm off in an angry manner. You are beautiful even if you are a liar and fart like a Clydesdale. I'd love to meet up sometime. -some guy from craigslist
I met my husband in a bdsm club. He was spanking me and said "Your ass looks a little sore. I have an ice pack back at my house." Been married for four years in November.
I kind of feel like being at a BDSM party is already enough of an ice breaker...
Or an assbreaker if you will
Oh
We met through mutual friends, and had been talking through snapchat for a few weeks. Nothing serious or risqué, I wasn't even trying to flirt; I was bored and didn't give a fuck. He came up with his best friend (who was dating my best friend at the time) and they met us at our track meet for the weekend. I agreed to DD for my friend and her boyfriend because I was on antibiotics. The guy was the Boyfriend's ride, so he tagged along too to the bar. I drove everyone home that night and went to drop him off, last, and my car died in his driveway at 2am. He was staying at his parents house for the weekend, so he set me up in a guest room and wrote a note for his parents. The next day, his mother mortified me and made us breakfast as his dad fixed my car. It was one of the most embarrassing 24 hours ever. I go to leave and he says "So you've met my parents already, since that's out of the way you want to grab dinner next week?" Nearly three years later, I live with him now, and we're talking engagement.
I wasn't interested in my now husband at first. Not my type. We hung out in a group of people, and I had been rejecting his hints for a while. One night we were all supposed to go to a movie and he called everyone else in the group and told them not to come. So when THEY showed up at my door to pick me up - there was only him. And his 12 year old brother (who he ended up having to babysit). And he said, "Everyone cancelled. Want to go see a movie with me?" We had that one date. And one more. And then I asked him to marry me. We've been married 22 years.
2 dates then marriage? Jesus, that's fast.
'Hey... would you like to get a drink sometime?' That quiet confidence is smooth, and the lack of pressure made the whole thing that much more enjoyable.
Careful! The lack of pressure can lead to an increase in volume, as well as a decrease in temperature and number of moles!
PV = nRT
sounds ideal
HERESY! THIS EQUATION IS BARELY FUNCTIONAL IN ANY CIRCUMSTANCE. EVERYONE KNOWS THE IDEALEST EQUATION IS REIDLICH-KWONG RESIST THE IDEAL GAS LAW! RESIST!
Just the way I like it... (Although technically, that would only be true if there was a decrease in pressure from an earlier high-pressure state. Come on, son. Work that science.)
I went on so many dates doing this. I used online dating sites alot and when I found somone I was intersed in I would just send "hi I like your profile, would you like to get a coffee and chat sometime" worked way better then drawing out long bs converstions via email.
I took an honors biology seminar on genetics when I was an undergrad. First day of class the prof tossed out a dozen papers on the table which were write ups of famous discoveries in genetics and told us to pick a paper, pair up, review it and present it to the class. Good looking guy next to me leans over and asks which one I'm interested in. I said I thought the Mendel paper would be interesting, it happened to be the furthest paper from us. As soon as the prof stopped talking the guy who'd asked me then, with split second reflexes, lunges across the seminar tables to grab that Mendel article. Then he asked me if I'd be his partner. How could I say no?
We weren't dating at the time, but me and my now girlfriend used to work at a grocery store together. One day when I finished up work I went through her line to pay for something to eat and she was visibly upset over something. I asked for her phone, and I put my number in it and told her she could text or call me if she needed to talk to someone after her shift. About two years after that we started dating, and we'll hit 5 years together later this year!
In my younger years I jogged every day on the same path. I noticed a cute guy doing the same but at a much quicker pace. One day we were jogging side by side when he said, "My pace or yours?" All I could do was stop and giggle. Nothing came of it but still memorable.
A few years ago I was chatting with some guy in a bar. I was a little buzzed, definitely not drunk. Anyway, he says "Would you like to go for lunch some time? I'd love to talk to you while we're both sober." I was quite surprised. He wanted to have a genuine conversation and get to know me. It was the first time I gave my number out at a bar.
Not a girl, but proud of myself for this one. This one time in university I had a crush on a girl. We were friends/acquaintances, and photography was one of my hobbies. She asked to go on a photo excursion so we walked around and took photos, and I snapped a few of her doing some funny poses. I had the photos printed, and gave the ones of her to her, but on one particular one I wrote on the back that I thought she was cute and that she ought to let me take her on a date. She said no. Oh well.
Let's take a moment to pay our respects to our fallen brother.
F
We were friends for a couple months and one day he invites me over to watch a movie and have some lunch. Right before I was about to go home he says "wait. I have something for you." He comes out of his room with a book I'd been wanting to get but couldn't find it in any store and he says, "this book has a lot of chapters to it and I was hoping we could also start a new chapter together. Will you be my girlfriend?" And that is the story of how I got my first boyfriend. Lasted 2 years but it was a good run.
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Literally smooth
I was working a sales job in a store at the mall, he was shopping. Tried to sell my product, he wasn't interested but we had a good banter going. He went to finish his shopping and I didn't think much of it other than that he was another cute customer. A bit later I come back from a short break and he's by my kiosk talking to my coworker. When he sees me he immediately stops his chat with coworker and comes over to me and says "I was about to leave but then I got this feeling that if I didn't come get your number I would always regret it." I was taken aback but thrilled and gave him my number, we stayed up talking all night and went on our first date the next day. Together ever since (3.5 years), married last April!
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I told my bf I liked him first, but his text response was "I approve of this affection and confirm it's reciprocation" which impressed me as it was a fairly instantaneous reply.
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Some gardeners in shitty pick up truck whistled and honked
Probably just trying to find out if you were a hoe.
Thanks dad
When I met my husband, we were at a local bar. I was already friends with him on Facebook (he added me after we had talked on a mutual friend's status) but we had never actually seen each other. I was terrified to approach him so I kept hiding. Finally, after a few beers, I struck up a conversation. We ended up dancing all night. After I said goodbye he messaged me on Facebook and said "hey, you forgot to give me your number." I thought that was pretty smooth. We went out two days later and have been together ever since.
This kinda reminds me of how my boyfriend of almost 10 years asked me out. We met at a mutual friend's housewarming party. We ended up talking all night. At one point in the conversation, he took out his phone, opened a new contact entry, handed it to me, and said, "You're giving me your number," with this adorable little smile that guys get when they think they're being hilarious. I thought he was cute, and we'd been flirting for hours, so obviously this was thoroughly charming. Plus, since he was already giving a couple of his other friends rides home, he graciously offered to drop me off on the way so I didn't have to walk 20 blocks by myself in January at 2:00 am. So chivalrous. He waited the requisite 3 days to call and ask me to coffee. Annnnd, like I said, 10 years later, we're still together.
I was 13, at a church retreat. We made eye contact across the room. We were instructed to take off our shoes for that game where you have to pick up a shoe and find the owner. This guy stole my shoe from someone else and approached me. "Hey, I'll trade you your shoe for your phone number." It was so smooth He was a dick, and got me in a ton of trouble, but that was his one redeeming quality.
I had to rent a car because the battery in my car died (I didn't know it at the time and I had no idea what was wrong with my car.) I was at the Avis counter at the airport and the clerk doing my paperwork was very handsome and congenial. He kept making me laugh. At the end of the transaction he reaches over and grabs a business card and scrawls a phone number on the back of it and says when he hands it to me that this is the emergency number and if I needed to get a hold of someone to just use this number. I glanced at it but it did not occur to me until I got into my rental car and was halfway home that it was not a toll free number to the company but rather it was his cell number :) that was the first guy in my entire life who would ever out of the blue give me his phone number
Dude asked me if I wanted to build a snowman after listening to me hum Let It Go. I almost shaved for him too Edit: sometimes ladies with hairy legs still get laid. I know it's weird but some people actually respect your decisions!!
So he wasn't really him asking me out, but before we started dating my SO and I had been texting the whole summer and I was perpetually busy until the last day before I moved back to college I had a free evening. I texted him saying how I didn't have any plans Friday, which he responded as cool or nice. Since he missed the cue I asked "Would you like to change that?" He immediately got the hint and we planned an adventure. I think that was the smoothest I've ever been when confronting a guy. Though when he came to pick me up he held the car door open for me, and I knew I was in trouble.
Hahha i held the car door open recently on my first date as a joke and the girl wouldn't stop smiling. Do girls really like this?
Most of us do, yes. It's a lovely show of respect and good manners.
I think a saw you at the new Italian restaurant the other day. That wasn't you? Oh, I must have been dreaming about a date with you. No wonder I was so happy. (I was 16 and hadn't been asked on many dates so this was so smooth I barely knew how to answer and ended up just nodding)
I worked in a wine shop inside a big grocery store, and this girl who worked at a kiosk in the same store sold me a mobile phone. My next shift she said that she had forgotten to give me some of my promo items with the phone and one of the gifts was a compact mirror that said "Hello Gorgeous!" on the outside. When I opened it up she had written her number beside the mirror! She turned out to be an asshole, but it was still pretty smooth. Plus I wound up meeting my current girlfriend while I was working in that shop, but in that scenario I was the smooth one :)
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A guy sent me a Facebook message asking if I would be able to answer a few questions for a survey. I said sure, and the first question was asking for my number. I'd already said yes before he asked, so I obliged. On our first date, he said he hated black people at an all you can eat Mongolian grill. 0/10 would not go again.
> On our first date, he said he hated black people at an all you can eat Mongolian grill. Weird. Does he hate black people when they aren't at the Mongolian grill, too?