Be me

>Be me
>26 year old programmer who likes vidya and all that
>A very lonely user
>Haven't had a girlfriend in awhile, and the last one i had didn't really have much in common with me
>I'm a pretty weird guy i guess, and i just never found anyone who had a similar personality
>You know what that means
>Time to hit up POF
>:(
>It always feels good to message girls who you seem to have shit in common with, only to never get a reply
>Or even worse, act like they're really interested for a few messages and then just stop replying
>Anyway...
>So I've tried to message like 10+ girls with no replies, i'm about to give up on my quarterly attempt at online dating dissapointment
>I see one more girl's face pop up as one of those random profiles that shows up top everytime you refresh your messages
>Just from looking at her i could tell she seemed different
>Lo and behold, she had mentioned things like "design" and "development"
>Another programmer?????

>I message her, in my usual suave way
>"What's up babe, wanna C my ++"?
>That's something my evil twin might say
>I send her a friendly message, asking if she was a programmer also
>She mentioned she likes vidya too so i'm hopeful
>I shouldn't have been
>No reply
>That's what i get for having high hopes
>Might as well kick myself in the dick and turn myself into a girl at this point, would probably be better off
>Something about this girl was different though, and I just couldn't get her out of my head for a little bit
>I kept checking for about a week to see if i would get any messages
>None though
>However, i did notice that she hadn't looked at my profile
>They pretty much always look at your profile first
>Maybe she just didn't see my message?
>Well...there wasn't much i could do about it
>Eventually I gave up and didn't really go back on POF
>But that girl sorta stuck in the back of my mind...

Watching because this could be me irl

Watching because lets all love lain

>A week goes by
>Imma sittin at work on a friday, doing the usual, typing up da codez
>Co-worker asks if i wanna come over to her desk and help paint some ornaments for the tree (Christmas is soon)
>Hell yeaa
>Needed a break, solving network heirarchy parsing recursion fuckups is no fun (you don't even wanna know)
>Kick back and paint some bulbs
>Co-worker commends me on my painting skills
>Look down
>It looks like someone took Stephen Hawking and ran him through a pasta machine
>Ok it wasn't that bad but i can't draw for shit
>So we're just chillin painting some ornaments
>My boss walks in the room
>There's a girl beside her
>....
>It's her
>....
>....
>....
>What
>The
>Fuck

bro, atleast we have eachother :)

>come over to her desk
>There's a girl beside her

Is there a single fucking man in this story?

>There's a girl beside *him*
Whoops. I actually did make a mistake.

I started to think this was fake when you said a girl was your boss

>I thought i was dreaming
>It's the girl
>The one i messaged
>I was almost certain it was her
>I was about to have some sort of panic attack or something
>I was probably showing some sort of weird face, iunno
>My boss snaps me out of it sort of
>"Working hard are we? Must not have a lot to do?"
>Fucking embarrassed
>My co-worker asked me over to help with the tree that the boss wanted to put up, whatever though
>I just brush it off after a fraction of a second, i was too much in shock
>My boss says "You haven't done any interviews yet have you?" (He gets employees to help interview other people)
>"Can you interview this young lady here?"

keep it coming op

I want to believe

Continue

>I
>I can't believe my eyes
>Is this real
>Is he really asking me this
>Is this really the same girl
>All these thoughts are going through my head at a million miles an hour
>My boss leads us into the board room
>And shuts the door
>I'm in the room
>Alone
>With her
>I must have been visibly shaking
>I'm shaking a bit just reliving the memory
>My heart feels like its about to go supernova
>I sit down
>She sits down across from me
>She says hi
>I say hi
>She hands me her resume
>And then I knew
>It was her

Bumpin if you make it fast

>All these thoughts are going through my head at a million miles an hour

Story is a meter a minute though.

Hi

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ha

the ending better be stellar. if you guys don't fuck like animals i might be disappointed

Continue

>Her name, it was the same first name as on her profile, and her last name matched her username, she had just used her initials for it
>I looked up
>And I completely blanked
>Over the course of like 7 excruciating minutes, the only thing I asked was "So, you know php and javascript?"
>Of course she did
>Her resume said so
>She seemed very intelligent
>Me on the other hand...
>I spent the rest of the time basically apologizing and saying I didn't know what to ask
>Awkward to say the least
>Half of my brain was trying to think up some interview question to ask her, and the other half was falling down a bottomless pit
>The door opens
>One of my co-workers walks in
>"Ah hello, boss wanted me to help with the interview"
>Oh thank fuck, thank you flying ravioli demon
>He pretty much takes over the interview for me
>I sit there dumbfounded while he asks her some questions
>God knows what kind of face i had on at the time

This is a waste of time

Agreed

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last time i met a girl online we became friends and soon lovers but then friends again but then like sorta lovers again in secret since she had a boyfriend and they had a kid. now we don't talk but she said she still loves me

>I think i should probably describe this girl
>She's slim, average height
>21 years old
>Long brown hair, just down to her lower back
>Doesn't use anything special in it, so it has a very natural look
>A timid face, with soft features
>She didn't wear makeup, didn't have to, with a beautiful face like that
>She had this scent to her
>This pungent, sweet scent
>It was unlike anything I had smelled before
>Just a sweet scent, not like a fruit or honey or something, just...i can't explain it
>And brown eyes
>Dark brown eyes
>Eyes that could abduct you, pull you in and never let you go
>The most beautiful eyes i had ever seen
>And her name
>Marisa

This guy just spent 5 minutes writing about her fucking eyes.

No one cares.
Just finish the fucking story before everyone leaves and the thread 404s

this better go somewhere real soon or i'm killing myself

This is fucking excruciating to say the least...

>Marisa finished answering questions from my co-worker
>She got up and my co-worker shook her hand
>And then she shook mine
>I'm surprised it didn't joltstart my hand at 50k rpm and rip hers off with it
>She had the smooth skin of an angel, the touch of a goddess
>The paleness of a gypsy
>I didn't let the handshake linger too long
>Me and my co-worker went into my boss' office afterwards
>"How did it go?"
>My co-worker chimes in
>"She seems very intelligent, knows many different languages, worked previously as an ASP developer."
>"You think she would be a good fit for the company?"
>"Yea for sure"
>"Good, because I've already hired her..."
>My boss turns to me
>"And you're going to train her."
>...
>Whatisthislifeisthisactuallyhappening
>"She starts on Monday."
>...
>My body is ready

that is love

Loving the story OP, I used to be like you but I've lost interest in technology. Now I'm a vagabond with a tablet.

Keep going!

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Sorry for the slow posting, but that's all I've got for now guys. I might try to write a lot more for the next post.

train her well, op. godspeed

I will not let this 404 just yet, KEEP GOING

Yeh prewrite it all next time

Nothing else?

kek

Bump

I've hadn't had any female contact in years
>mfw I realize I'm starting to fantasize about my qt 18yo cousin more and more
but haven't seen her in a few months, haven't talked to her in couple months

BAMP

So fuckin adorable

fag

bump

Fuck this thread I'm out. Slow as fuck beta op probably just bait.

bemp

bump (even though probably gonna get bellair'd)

NO RICK ROLLING THIS TIME