the universe reaches out its hand and I just slap it away...

So I called this guy, and I was gonna work my magic and say that he gave me the wrong size on purpose so I had to call him. Of course I couldn't do it. So now the right size is being shipped to me and all I have left is this random shoe. If I keep it I'll just always see it as a missed opportunity. I figure my last chance is to bring it back. Kat and I are going to the mall tomorrow. I'll leave it up to fate. If he's working then I'm gonna do something, but if he isn't there, then it wasn't meant to be. I do this with a lot of my life, because I know everything happens for a reason. I'm scared. What if he does this with everyone, he was just being that way to get me to buy some shoes. If it does work out then I'll have to tell him and hell think i'm trying to commit when i'm just being honest. If I was normal then this wouldn't be an issue. I'm getting an anxiety attack just thinking about what this will be like tomorrow.