Ummmm ---- Hi! (*tucks hair behind ears, draws nervous circles with the tip of a Converse in the dirt*) So --- you like books? I see that's a really nice university press you got there. Uhhh--- (*sheepish blushing grin, twists hands into knots*)
So, um, are you going to be at the big dance? Like, uh, (*deep breath*) so, youwannameetupforcoffeeorsomethingthere? Maybe just for a little while? This isn't a proposal or marriage or anything; and you probably didn't want to anyway --- nevermind --- forget I said anything --- ok; bye.
No, no, really, don't say anything; I'll just back away now and try to melt into this wall over here. And trip over this garbage can in an embarrassingly loud and awkward and ridiculous way on the way out. No, really, don't help me up. Don't even look at me. Just pretend I never asked and was never here and it'll just be easier for both of us.
Ugh! And sending all the emails wasn't so bad, but it took me two days to write the damn thing. I can't imagine what I'll do if someone actually responds.