Is this guy interested in me? Not sure if I should pursue this...

[starbelly]

That's tricky...
I've been in the same EXACT situation,
oddly enough....

The Walgreens by my house was a regular stop
I'd always make to get a broad scope of things,
as with any other normal everyday person.

I get in line to checkout,
and this REALLY cute tall guy with dreads
I'd never seen before
rang me up.

From the moment I walked up to his register,
I felt this aura from him
that I couldn't shake off.
He had this irresistible deep soft voice,
and twinkle in his eye.

Not to mention,
he was SUPER sweet,
and always struck up small talk with me,
every time I'd come in
(with a genuine interest in how I was doing).

Most, if not all,
workers at any drug store
are guaranteed to be dismissive,
and nonchalant about a customer's presence
(they simply don't get paid enough to give a shit).

It was like his face lit up
when he'd see me walk in.
He'd initiate by asking me how I've been,
with this incredible smile that made me melt!
He was overly concerned,
and helpful with whatever I was there to get.

Things even got to a point to where,
when we'd greet,
we'd pull in for a quick "pound hug".

Anyhoo,
I could've SWORN HE WAS GAY,
(and my gaydar is almost NEVER wrong!)
and had a definite interest in me.

It was a tough call to make
because he either was gay,
really valued customer service,
or just have a genuinely sweet personality.

I even had a close friend come with me,
to confirm my suspicions,
and see was head-over-heels positive
that he was flirting with me.

So on Valentine's day,
after over two years of anticipation,
I went for it..
straight up asked for his number,
and insisted we should hang out sometime....

Shit blew up in my face,
as he said he had a girlfriend,
and that he'd see me around....

The energies of awkwardness
and "WTFedness"
RADIATED from his presence,
and I left the store with my tail between my legs.

The next few occasions of going there
left me feeling ostracized
by him and fellow employees
(with snickering and smirks on their faces).

My last visit,
I was next in line for him to ring me up on the register
(no one behind me in line),
and he went out of his way to,
over the loud speakers,
radio another employee to ring me up in the make-up department....
I didn't have a return,
or dispute about an ongoing sale price of anything....
Just BAM!
Passive aggression in it's truest,
most painful form...
:frown:

Not that this will be your experience,
but the coin can only land in two ways.
He's either gay or not,
and into you or not.

Regardless of the slap in the face,
I don't regret it because NOW I KNOW!
Life's too short to sit in the sidelines.

Yeah, see, I wouldn't handle that well. It's frustrating when you get messages like that from guys but it's totally not what it looks like. A similar thing has happened to me before that has basically barred me from ever being direct about that kind of thing again. I can't bring myself to do it. Yeah, you'll know then and there, but the situation is unbearably awful and uncomfortable if it goes the wrong way. If I'm gonna ask the guy anything, it's going to be after I've taken some time to assess the situation and try and think about it logically before making my assumption known to him, just to save myself from the ultimate awkward.

[starbelly]

That's tricky...
I've been in the same EXACT situation,
oddly enough....

The Walgreens by my house was a regular stop
I'd always make to get a broad scope of things,
as with any other normal everyday person.

I get in line to checkout,
and this REALLY cute tall guy with dreads
I'd never seen before
rang me up.

From the moment I walked up to his register,
I felt this aura from him
that I couldn't shake off.
He had this irresistible deep soft voice,
and twinkle in his eye.

Not to mention,
he was SUPER sweet,
and always struck up small talk with me,
every time I'd come in
(with a genuine interest in how I was doing).

Most, if not all,
workers at any drug store
are guaranteed to be dismissive,
and nonchalant about a customer's presence
(they simply don't get paid enough to give a shit).

It was like his face lit up
when he'd see me walk in.
He'd initiate by asking me how I've been,
with this incredible smile that made me melt!
He was overly concerned,
and helpful with whatever I was there to get.

Things even got to a point to where,
when we'd greet,
we'd pull in for a quick "pound hug".

Anyhoo,
I could've SWORN HE WAS GAY,
(and my gaydar is almost NEVER wrong!)
and had a definite interest in me.

It was a tough call to make
because he either was gay,
really valued customer service,
or just have a genuinely sweet personality.

I even had a close friend come with me,
to confirm my suspicions,
and see was head-over-heels positive
that he was flirting with me.

So on Valentine's day,
after over two years of anticipation,
I went for it..
straight up asked for his number,
and insisted we should hang out sometime....

Shit blew up in my face,
as he said he had a girlfriend,
and that he'd see me around....

The energies of awkwardness
and "WTFedness"
RADIATED from his presence,
and I left the store with my tail between my legs.

The next few occasions of going there
left me feeling ostracized
by him and fellow employees
(with snickering and smirks on their faces).

My last visit,
I was next in line for him to ring me up on the register
(no one behind me in line),
and he went out of his way to,
over the loud speakers,
radio another employee to ring me up in the make-up department....
I didn't have a return,
or dispute about an ongoing sale price of anything....
Just BAM!
Passive aggression in it's truest,
most painful form...
:frown:

Not that this will be your experience,
but the coin can only land in two ways.
He's either gay or not,
and into you or not.

Regardless of the slap in the face,
I don't regret it because NOW I KNOW!
Life's too short to sit in the sidelines.

Come to think of it, this actually reminds me of something that happened to me once. I had a friend who basically forced me on this guy who she knew was gay, even going so far as to pretend to BE ME through emails and text messages. Anyway, I went for it because I felt I might as well, and he just was not interested at all. We stopped talking and about two months later I went to this clothing store that I didn't know he worked at, and when he saw me he literally DROPPED behind the counter and hid the entire time I was there. I went up to the register and had the girl there ring up whatever I was buying (I think it was sunglasses or something) and he was STILL on the floor behind the counter and looked up at me like he was terrified. It was awful, awful, awful. Oh god.