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TIFU by not clearing my search history

I work at a bar. Recently, a new girl started. She’s pretty and we got on well. After her first shift, I did some fairly extensive stalking to find out if she was single or not. This involved finding her Facebook and then her instagram handle through a reel that had been cross posted to Facebook. Her insta was on private so I didn’t find anything out.

Anyway, fast forward to the latest and my final shift at the bar. I established through conversation that she is, indeed, single. I used Spotify Blend (great feature btw) as a reason to exchange contact details.

I said “how shall I send you the link?”. “Insta!” She replied.

I confidently opened insta on my phone and handed it over.

“Have you been stalking me?” She exclaimed. Her insta handle was the last search.

I said something like “ah fuck” and we both laughed about it, but it was super embarrassing and I think it probably ruined any chances I had. Even if it didn’t though, I was so off my game because of that. Later on as I was leaving, I said she should hit me up to go bouldering. She heard bowling, and said she wasn’t very good. I was already out the door so I couldn’t correct her.

So TLDR is I stalked my work mate that I barely knew, let her see that I’d stalked her, then accidentally asked her to do something that is not at all a reflection of what I’d actually want to do.

I’m probably gonna send a message tomorrow to try clear up the last bit and apologise for the stalking, but I’m not sure yet. I might also just leave it and chalk it up as experience.

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