I’m really not good when it comes to women approaching me, at least in some contexts. My bashful side can appear before I know what is happening.
"Could you take my picture?"
"Sure, no problem."
"Would you like yours taken too?"
My eyes immediately darted from side to side, and then pinned themselves to the ground. "Oh, no, no, thank you," I stammered, and made a hasty, undignified exit.
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