Alright, so this is one I was planning on doing for about a month, ever since I saw this gorgeous girl in the grocery store. The idea came to me then (as simple as the idea is), but I chickened out.
Today, I was in the same grocery store and I saw another absolutely gorgeous girl, or as I think the community says, a HB10. This girl was about as tall as me, of indian/middle eastern origin, in tight fitting sleek black pants with a white coat, and a covering of resplendent raven black hair that contrasted perfect with the deep purple and black hues of her make-up, as well as her natural desert-rose cheeks. The first time I passed her, she was browsing the bakery and another guy was standing near her. I ALMOST stopped and said, "Hey, are you two together???" after which I would have done my thing. But fear got the better of me and I kept walking. I grabbed a couple more items and then went back toward the checkout line where she already was. I knew the checkout line was not nearly as ideal of a place to talk to her, but I wasn't going to miss a 2nd opportunity. I got behind her and one of the other check out people motioned to me that they were open. I then motioned to them that I was going to talk to the girl in front of me, a motion for which I got some puzzled expressions.
Just a few seconds after I got in line, I spoke and said, "Hi, I'm Magnetism(real name used instead)" and I put out my hand to shake hers. She offered her hand and said "Hi, Magnetism" but everything else about her body language said "Fuck off". I'm no expert at body language, but I was fairly sure I was reading that right. In any case, this wasn't about getting a date so much as it was just facing the fear and saying something, anything. So after I introduced myself, I said, "I'd like to take you out for sushi."--very direct, I know, and probably not ideal, but I'm an amateur--she quickly replied, "I'm engaged." and then I think I said something to the effect of, "OK, I just saw you here and I had to ask," after which she didn't say anything else. So then I stood in the line for another couple minutes behind her, nice and awkward like (which is why it would have been much better to ask her in the bakery), and she finally checked out and left. I kept my smile, I kept my upbeat mood going, and I finished checking out as well.
After I left, I felt really good. I remember how much I regretted not talking to the first girl I saw there, so I was really glad I found the nerve to do it this time. I'm thinking of trying this a couple more times and if I only get repeated failures, then I'll have to think of something different to say. But in any case, right now, just finding the nerve to talk is a success for me.