agh. i was just struggling with this. this guy came into my work...i could hardly look at him and when he sat down and he kept grabbing his hair...WHICH IS BLONDE RIVER PHOENIX CUT HAIR AND HE KEPT GRABBING THE LONG PART IN FRONT and anyway...i told my loudmouth chef thank god, who is much more outgoing than i am. iw as like..."i can't stop looking at this guy. oh my god. oh, it hurts. and he's so out of my league". and he coerced me into telling this guy he had a great haircut as i served him...then he came up to buy more. and the chef came up was like "i'm sorry, but she can't stop going on about how she loves your hair so much", etc. etc. i couldn't ask for his number or give him mine...i was just mortified. but then i felt really sad. ....so *pretty much* i made the first move. for nothing. and then he ended up googling my works number like fifteen minutes after he left, asking for me, called me tpday, and now i have a date in 3 days...with someone...so much prettier than i am. and ugh. but just. i promised my coworker/friend i'd try to pretend to be confident and normal. so that's what i'm going to do.