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Omg. I found the "black book" that I had going four years ago! (pg. 2)
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| sym |
| quote: | Originally posted by Orbax
Im learning more and more these days that knowing people is more important than knowing things. |
ing amen. |
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| squirrelly |
| Yes Walker, I realize that knowing people is important... but guess what, suddenly deciding to call up someone you haven't spoken to in years does not qualify as knowing them. Knowing people means you stayed in touch through the years... not that you blew them off and one day you decided "Hey, I'm going to call them!" You're just going to look like an idiot. I'd probably laugh and then hang up on the guy. |
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| sym |
| quote: | Originally posted by squirrelly
Yes Walker, I realize that knowing people is important... but guess what, suddenly deciding to call up someone you haven't spoken to in years does not qualify as knowing them. Knowing people means you stayed in touch through the years... not that you blew them off and one day you decided "Hey, I'm going to call them!" You're just going to look like an idiot. I'd probably laugh and then hang up on the guy. |
people change, maybe you get along better now than you did in the past? |
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| jonSun |
| If you lost touch, most of the time theres a reason for that. Maybe just go out & try & get new digits. |
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| igottaknow |
| kooky... but transcribe the responses or embarrasing silience should make for good entertainment for the COR :haha: |
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| squirrelly |
| quote: | Originally posted by sym
people change, maybe you get along better now than you did in the past? |
How could that work? You haven't spoken in four years but suddenly you get along better? "Um so yeah... what have you been up to these last.... FOUR years?" Please. |
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| wwu.punisher |
Ok. Opening note: The reason that I lost contact with these girls is because I transferred from community college to a university, which entailed moving 200 miles north. I also lost my cell phone at one point a few years back, which included the phone book I had on there.
So, on to business... I circled four numbers. Over the course of the rest of this evening, I plan to call all four and post the results just for s and giggles. (Gives some of you something to do, I'm sure.)
In fact, I already called one number. I got an answering machine and didn't have the balls to leave a message. I'll call her back in a bit.
Stop. Shower time. BRB.
Ninja Edit: I don't care what comes of this... I'm mostly just bored and feeling like doing something random. |
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| Orbax |
| quote: | Originally posted by squirrelly
Yes Walker, I realize that knowing people is important... but guess what, suddenly deciding to call up someone you haven't spoken to in years does not qualify as knowing them. Knowing people means you stayed in touch through the years... not that you blew them off and one day you decided "Hey, I'm going to call them!" You're just going to look like an idiot. I'd probably laugh and then hang up on the guy. |
haha well its worked for me before. Most guys do this after about 6 beers and they know theyll get maybe 1 in 10 doing it. horrible odds, and its mainly funny stories to tell your friends. In fact, we usually do it with friends haha.
Im not thinking its this great business idea lol, just it might work out and who knows :D |
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| jdat |
I don't think it's out of bad intentions that people lose touch in most cases.
If things were sour well you just know and remember that for a fact.
The key reason as to why people part ways is simply in the words that I just pronounced. We all go our own ways in life too busy to care about others and we lose contact even with good friends sometimes.
Call her up ask what's up how you doing sugar puff babes I was wondering how you were doing? Oh my gosh has it been like 4 years?
I think people usually don't respond negatively to old relationships getting back in touch ( unless it was a bad one off course ) and somehow they always make it a pressing matter to go out of their way in their schedule to try meet up somehow, having some coffe and just chit chat about wtf you been up too since the last time you spoke.
It's happened to me before!
In most cases it's viewed subconsciously to the other person as a very pleasant and unexpected gift. |
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| Xenocreator_PG_ |
This will lead into an awesome adventure, but end in tragedy & then eventually turn into something funny. & then BAM!! there it is...
...to be continued |
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| igottaknow |
| A cold call would be too weird. Just to be safe he should send a letter :clown: |
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| wwu.punisher |
Alright. One of the girls, as it turns out, I actually saw not too long ago. I'd simply forgotten until right before I decided to make her the next call on the list.
So, the phone rings... and rings... and rings... finally, I get an answering machine. I let the message play... and sure enough, she still lives with the same three other girls. I'm a split second from hanging up when someone cuts the machine and a girl says, "Hello?"
Oh, . What now?
"Oh, hi. Is Carly around?"
"Yeah... just a sec. Who's calling?"
"Aaron."
"K."
(She semi-covers the phone and yells for Carly. Just as Carly gets to the phone, I hear the girl who answered say, "It's Aaron," like she knows who I am or something. Carly picks up.)
"Hello?"
"Carly?"
"Yeah. Aaron?!"
"Uh, yeah. We knew each other back at SPSCC."
"Duh! What's up? I haven't heard from you in like two years!"
(She seems really excited to be talking to me. At this point, it dawns on me that we went out on a formal date once and went to a few parties together... but it wasn't anything exclusive. However, this was one of the few girls that I WASN'T a dick to... and she's always been this uber-nice girl, anyway. I should have expected this kind of response from her.)
"Yeah... Well, I went off to Bellingham, lost my cell phone in a park in the second week of school, and yeah... I was digging through some old stuff earlier and found your number in a notebook."
"Wow, I was wondering what happened to you. You sort of left me hanging... I thought I'd done something to piss you off."
"Oh, no, no. Not at all. Things just got a bit crazy after the last time we talked with me moving and everything. I just wanted to call and say hey and..."
"...Oh, that's fine. No worries. So, where are you, now? Still up there?"
"No, back down here for the time being."
"No way! We have to hang out!"
"Uhm, ok? I'm going up to Bellingham this weekend... but I'll be back on Sunday."
"Awesome! I have Sunday off... we should go out for a drink or something."
"Sure, sounds good. We'll definitely have a lot to talk about."
"Yeah, seriously. Wow. It's so weird that you called."
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"No, don't be! Weird in a good way!"
"Ah, uh... ok? Yeah, well, I guess I'll give you a call later this week so we can work out the details for Sunday."
"Yeah, just call whenever. I'll be around most nights after 6."
"K, sounds good. Talk to you, soon, then."
"Alright, cool. Later."
OMG THIS HAS POTENTIAL.
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Coming off of that first call, I was like, "Hmm. This may have been a good idea, after all."
Dead ing wrong.
Next on the list... Lauren. I don't rightly remember all of the details surrounding the situation with Lauren. She's pretty ancient history and this call was mostly just out of curiosity.
It rings twice. Some guy picks up.
"Yeah?"
"Hi. Is Lauren around?"
"Yeah. She's here. Why?"
"Uh... Can she come to the phone?"
"Yeah. She can. Just a minute."
(Like two minutes pass and I'm thinking, "He's ing with me. I'm going to hang up." A few seconds before I actually did it, she picks up.)
"Hello?"
"Lauren?"
"Who is this?"
"Aaron... Uh, yeah, we knew each other back in community college... like four years ago."
"Oh, GOD. What the do you want?"
"Yeah... I figured you'd say that. Haven't forgotten about the movie incident, huh?"
"Seriously, why the would you even call me after that? It was like... three years ago."
"Yeah, I found your number in an old notebook while I was searching for something else and figured I'd call to see how you were doing."
"Well, I'm fine. Now off."
(Click.)
Yowza. Apparently, she's still sore about the fact that I made out with her at a drive-in theater and then pretended like we hadn't done anything the next day when one of our friends called us out on it. Bad idea.
Two more to go, including the callback. I'll save those for later tonight. |
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