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It was a usual day at the restaurant as we served clients who came in hungry for Papa Po’s delicious stew. I have to say my Dad, Papa Po attracted more customers than did his delicacies. Everyone appreciated his simplicity and the big smile with which he complemented clients stretching his neck through the kitchen window. Papa was always jovial and full of life, he always told me to take things easy and enjoy the good moments of life. I know it was good advice but how could I? I was 32 years old and had never been in a relationship, I mean not even in a dream. Going through high school the sheer embarrassment of everyone being in a relationship except me was unbearable. I thought things were going to get better once I faced the real life but I was wrong.

I know I’m a little timid, like this one time I had a crush on this pretty girl in class and from the looks of it she too was into me. At least that’s what my best friend Gina told me. At the end of year graduation ceremony of my little sister, she was there for her little brother too and invited me to come to sit next her for a chat. I really wanted, it felt like I had won the lottery. But I requested to go ease myself and boy did I run for dear life. I don’t know why I couldn’t take the opportunity. I just felt so shy and intimidated and even overwhelmed. Before I knew it she was going out with this other muscular guy and fast forward to today she’s happily married and well I’m still single.

Back at the family restaurant, as I waited tables that morning, this girl wouldn’t stop looking at me – perhaps rather seductively. She had come in from jogging to get some tea. Being myself, I rarely engage conversations with clients, I’m not that good with soft skills. I wait the tables and if they have a problem they take it up with Papa Po. However, my conspicuously seductive customer that morning successfully got me into a conversation. Complement after complement, before I knew it I was blushing. Automatically I addressed her saying “Ma’am we can chat later, but now I have to attend to other customers” but she quickly interjected with “my name is Mimi and that’s not very nice of you to address a young and pretty lady like me Ma’am. I apologized, she slipped her phone number on a piece of paper and left.

To be honest I didn’t really think it much through, I kept telling myself this is another opportunity and I’m not going to let myself just bungle it like all the other ones. A part of me was trying to be rational, her overly forwardness but the other part was desperate for connection. I didn’t want to die single. The following day during my break I had a long chat with Gina. We grew as neighbors, attended the same schools and have been best friends ever since. She did her best to lecture me extensively on women but yet I was too freaked out to ever act on all that she told me. She was a little...

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