One of my favorite Beatles songs of all time is, “I Saw Her Standing There.” John Lennon and Paul McCartney wrote it for their debut Album “Please, Please Me” back in 1963. The premise of the song is this, the guys spot a beautiful girl at a party, dance with her, and then fall madly in love. Ahh… If only life was that simple. In my world, this song is more like a fairy tale. Love at first site? Does that stuff really happen in the real life? Well the other day at city place I sure thought it did, but boy was I wrong.

Maybe it was the fact that she was “sitting there”, and not “standing there” that messed things up for me, but I really thought she was “the one.” I’m not really sure where I went wrong on this one, but here is what happened. I was on my way to the grocery store for some lasagna ingredient’s, and then Bam! There she was, one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen, just sitting all alone at the corner cafe’. It took me about 15 minutes of staring awkwardly in her direction to finally get the guts to talk to her, but when I did, it was all downhill from there.

I sat directly behind her and tapped her three times on the shoulder. When she turned around, she looked me up and down briefly and replied, “Eeew.” “Hi, I’m Anthony Nicholas.” I told her. “Your really pretty.” “Pfft!” She replied sarcastically. “Okay…..”. “Your eyes are like the ocean, and I’m lost at sea.” I told her, as I looked into her eyes. “Riiiight….” she said, as she looked down at her iphone to avoid eye contact with me. “Can I help you?!” she asked. “Hmm.” I thought. There wasn’t much I needed her help with, so I just continued to shower her with compliments and tell her how hot I thought she was.

Without even a thank you, she picked up her Iphone and began chatting away. She then waved “good-bye” to me with her right hand, signaling me to leave her the heck alone. “Boy ohh Boy”, I thought to myself. I wonder how much rejection John & Paul had to go through before they found that girl at the party they wrote their hit song about. And when they did find her, did they really just dance and fall in love? They had to have said something cool to get her to dance with them. I wished there was a magic pick-up line that I could say to get beautiful girls to like me, but thats just science fiction. As I walked away to the grocery store, I began to think of all the things I did that turned this girl off, but I couldn’t. Does anyone know what the heck I did wrong??!! Help a geek out..

“The Beatles” came out on Itunes today. Although I own “Please, Please me” on Vinyl, I figured I’d buy the digital album anyway so I could listen to it wherever I happen to be. Funny thing though, as the album starts off with “I Saw Her Standing There”, a fun, upbeat tune about finding the girl of their dreams, the very next track is entitled “Misery”, a sad, yet upbeat track about losing their dream girl. I find this to be ironic, because thats exactly what happened to me the other day after meeting “Anna.”

Anna was everything I could ever want in a girl as far as looks go, but when I approached her, she shot me down quick, leaving me feeling just like that Beatles song, in “Misery”. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why. I was so polite. As I shopped for my groceries, I told myself the next time I ever saw her, it would be different. I would win her heart. Boy was I wrong, again…

As I loaded my groceries in the car, as if by fate, I saw her out of the corner of my eye. She walked with this fierce strut as she passed me by, like a runway model down the catwalk of a fashion show. I could tell this girl was serious about her shopping. It was very intimidating. Nonetheless, I hurried to catch up to her. I wasn’t about to repeat the same mistake as last time, or was I…? “Hey Anna!”, I said gleefully as I caught up to her at the end of the street. “How’s the shopping going?” I asked.

“It’s going terrible for you I see.” Anna said sarcastically. “It looks like my grandfathers closet threw up all over you. And those glasses, ick!” Before I could even respond, Anna continued.. ” I really don’t have the time for this today geek, so I’m just gonna spell it our for you. I’m NOT interested.” She said. I was shocked. “Wow.” I told her. “If your being this honest with me, will you at least tell me WHY your not interested, where did I go wrong?” I asked sincerely.

“Well for starters, you seem creepy.” She said. “You stared at me for like fifteen minutes before you even approached me, and when you did, all you could talk about was how pretty I was.” She told me. “Although that was very nice of you, “Nice Guy’s” constantly talk to me about my looks everyday and it’s getting annoying. Doesn’t anyone even care that I’m smart as well?” she asked me. “Not only that, but your not even looking at my face when I’m talking, your looking at my chest. Do I really have to go any further?” Said Anna as she walked away.

She didn’t have to go any further. I understood. For the first time, I was starting to understand why pretty girls weren’t talking to me. That, and I should probably get new glasses. Thank You Anna. And thank you Itunes, for finally releasing the Beatles in mp3.