And when it does, it's super romantic, meant to be and not sickening at all.
When you see this in movies you think you'd actually want this to happen in real life.
What am I talking about?
I was on the train. I was watching a tv-series on my laptop and I was shut out from this world by Koss earplugs. All was muffled sounds, peace and quiet. Nice.
I usually like my privacy on the train. I try to look all hostile and unfriendly whenever passengers enter, so that they wont choose the seat next to me. I like the space. Well, this particular day a guy took my space. He sat down, and he had big thighs. That's all I ever saw of him. The thighs.
As he got up to leave the train a few stops before my stop, a piece of paper fell on my laptop as he stood up. It looked like he threw it, but that couldn't be ... could it?
Yup, it could. A phone number and a smiley. Gooosh.
For a brief second I was flattered, then I was angry, then I was embarrased, then I got irritated, then I wondered why this is cute in the movies, then I wanted to scream. Duuude, I'm not someone you slip your number to!