My flirting skills are pretty much non-existent. Anyone who has known me for a while knows this and probably finds it quite entertaining and frustrating in equal measure.

Last night I went to a restaurant with friends and when we arrived I needed to visit the bathroom. They only had one stall in the men’s room and the urinal was broken. Someone was in the stall and one guy was waiting. He was quite friendly and very, very beautiful. So naturally I developed a crush quite instantaneously.

My friends were trying to get me to go and give him my number all through dinner but because of my crippling uselessness of course I didn’t. As one friend kept asking “What’s the worst that could happen?” Oh I could die from embarrassment and devastating rejection played out in front of a full restaurant including the three women the guy was having dinner with.

As we were paying the bill, unbeknownst to me, my friend asked for pen and paper and wrote the guy a note. It was all quite high school “my friend thinks you’re hot” etc etc but more maturely written, ending with my phone number. I wasn’t about to stop him giving it to him but I couldn’t be there to witness it so I walked outside before he went over.

Strangely enough I haven’t heard from him yet and I genuinely don’t expect to. Sometimes friends are awesome, sometimes they are awful. This time they were both at the same time.