I just think most romantic intentions tend to translate better in person, after a lot of white sangria.
One last bit of advice: Give the other person an out.
Some middle-aged people I was recently partying with because I am very cool told me how scary that first ask was in their times.
You had to actually place a call to somebody who had ostensibly seen you in three dimensions (at a malt shoppe, I guess? The terror of this was compounded by the fact that a parent or sister or roommate could answer.
This tends to scare women, for some reason.)*** **Additionally: No matter how innocuous you wish to seem, please avoid using shortcuts to familiarity, like winks or acronyms or referring to the object of your affections as "ya." As in, "Just wanted to send ya a message." I’m sorry but I can’t tell if you’re being easygoing or one of those murderous upper-Midwestern hill people from the ski-horror movie I just watched on Netflix.*** **Finally, anybody being approached knows that it’s awkward.
I’d like this to star all three of Rory’s most significant boyfriends from "Gilmore Girls," but I’m not married to the idea).
If you’ll let me, I will share them with you, so that you can avoid being put into some mean social network category by a weird stranger who is kind of judging you even as she drinks this Diet 7-Up. If you really want to approach somebody via Internet, try to have met them in person first.
In the first few days since I’ve had Google , I’ve turned into kind of a crazy uncle about online privacy. Will teenagers use this to steal my frequent flier miles?
And more importantly, can guys from the Internet see what I’ve named them in my "circles"?