“Today is the day.” I told myself.
I had to do it. The thought had plagued me for so long. I schemed, planned and fantasized about the scenario in so many different ways. In my head it played out as anything from the opening of a porno to the heart warming closing of a romantic comedy to having her slam her fist through my ribcage and tear out my still beating heart. It had to stop. It was time.
Slightly twitching with nervousness and a large amount of coffee I started to make my way from the the comfort of my darkened booth in a corner of the student center. I walked out the glass door and across the smoker filled patio towards the concrete planter where she was seated. She was facing away from me and her perfectly sculpted back was only slightly covered by her long golden locks. My path wandered wildly. Several times I headed toward her my jaw set in determination but as I would get within a 50 ft radius I would suddenly balk and go around only to balk again. The time was at hand and it had to be done.
Miraculously her less attractive friends who normally guarded her flanks wherever she went were both to her right and my wandering approach had taken me to her open left side. The stars were aligning, the red sea parted... the moment was at hand.
I had known of her for three or four years. She worked at the same call center I did. She was 17 at the time and I was 19. We both did surveys about Viagra. The little blue pill was new to the market and at the time we were tasked to ask men between the ages of 35 and 55 whether or not they had been diagnosed with “Erectile Dysfunction.” I was pretty good at it, she was not. When I would sit close to her I would coach her with such helpful tips as “don't giggle,” and “try to sound more serious.” She was appreciative of my help and we would casually flirt to pass the time. I could feel the jealousy emanating from all my male co-workers near by while I did this. They were in high school and I was in college so I had a...