Friday, December 20, 2002

I was in a classroom with a teacher, Ms. Zimmerman, at the school where I work. We were by ourselves when a male teacher came in the room and started talking to her. It became a pretty long conversation. He asked her what were her plans for the holidays. He then learned that she didn’t celebrate the holidays. That she didn’t go out much, and that she didn’t drink. As I heard that, I smiled (without being seen), realizing I had things in common with her. It mattered to me, because I like her.

The conversation went on, and I was getting the feeling that he had asked her out (during the convo), or that he was about to ask her out. That was a situation that I had never seen myself in. What was I to do, as a man was paving the way into asking out a girl that I like? I remained quiet.

Ms. Zimmerman had to leave the room for a couple of minutes. He left as she did. When she returned I asked if he had asked her out. She said yes. That got to me a bit. I then asked how she had responded. She had turned him down. I was relieved but only momentarily, because then I asked her why she turned him down. She said she wouldn’t go out with a coworker, that it wouldn’t work.

There’s a reason why the guy had asked her out. I see what he saw. He took his chances because Ms. Zimmerman is quite a good looking girl. Very attractive. But she doesn’t know that, though. I think.

If the guy is still hurt by her response, he should be lucky that he doesn’t know her that well, because, going beyond her fine looks, Ms. Zimmerman is actually quite a girl. If he knew her better, he’d realize the actual degree of his lost — humongous. She’s much more than good looks. And so far, that’s all he knows of her; that she’s pretty. Can’t crucify him for having good eyes.

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