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At a party I met a very successful, not to mention hot guy in his 30s and was ecstatic when he asked me out. On the night of our big date I took extra time to make sure my hair and makeup was perfect. To top it off I wore my hottest dress and a pair of new stilettos that I had just bought.
So the guy rings the door bell and I have my roommate answer the door so I can make my grand entrance by coming down from the top of the stairs. I start down the steps and before I knew what hit me my ankle twisted and I was sliding all the way down the steps on my butt.
When I finally hit the bottom I was in so much pain that it hurt to breathe. But I wanted to go out with him bad so I told him that we can still go out to dinner. The hot guy told me we should take a rain check so I could recover.
The guy never called me again and two weeks later I heard through the grape vine that he was dating someone else.
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Hot is sometimes not, after all.
I know how you feel. Happens all the time, but not in so much detail and I'm quick to get back up before they notice.