I was at the ATM today depositing a refund from my insurance company. While I was filling out the deposit form and signing the back of the check, I noticed a woman behind me. I didn’t get a good look at her, but I did catch enough of a glimpse to know that she was attractive.

My heart raced.

It took me longer than usual to put the deposit slip and check inside the envelope, and the machine was beeping at me, and I thought about what I could say to this woman who seemed to be in a hurry.

Where are you from? No, that wouldn’t work. That’s as bad as What’s your major?

The ATM sucked in my sealed deposit envelope and started spitting out cards and receipts, and I still didn’t know what to say. I was just putting the debit card in my wallet when I started to formulate a good joke. Then she said, “Excuse me” and started working the machine.

I left without saying anything. 

Here’s the joke I was going to say: What’s a nice girl like you doing at an ATM like this? That might have started a conversation.

I can only imagine what could have been.

Isolation Score: 9