>>76509932 (OP)
I have a real question, before this thread gets deleted. Yesterday had a few drinks at the bar in the airport lounge, got to chat with the bartender. At some point a colleague of his, a hostess, responsible for the lounge, started chatting with us, and then he got busy, and she was talking just to me. And she was extremely pretty and I was a bit drunk and I kept remembering what you guys said, she's only doing her job don't be a creep. But she was really nice, like I talked about some food I liked and she insisted I showed her on my phone, she took photos of it, kept coming back chatting to me even after customers asked her something. Asked me about my plane, said it might be delayed I might have to stay here longer teehee. God she was so pretty. And so small she looked at me like I was a giant.
Then at some point she asked me if I had seen all the amenities from the lounge, they also offered massages and there were small "cabanas" where I could nap and see the planes. And she asked me if I wanted to see it. And she brought me in this tiny dark room, it was night outside, could see the planes. And she was so pretty she was looking me in the eyes I was paralysed. And she said you can even pull the blinds down to make it darker to sleep and she did it. And thoughts were rushing in my head ears were buzzing I couldn't hear her anymore.
And I didn't make a move and she put the blinds up again and the moment died and I said thanks that's good to know and we went back out and I rushed out the lounge I said I needed to get my plane. A hostess, my dream.
All this time, the only thing that held me back is remembering you guys say if she's working she's not into you, and I didn't want to get banned from the lounge or embarrassed enough to never be able to get back.
So what's your diagnosis? Am I a fucking failure of a man, did I have a shot and I missed it because I have to fucking over analyse every damn situation?