Sadness

Yesterday I had gone to IKEA for some new pieces of furniture.  While I was there I had come across a couple of beautiful girls, which I assume were sisters, that were there with their mother.  I saw them a few times while wandering the vastness of the upper floor of IKEA and thought I should ask one of them out, but which one?  Both were cute.  On one of our many crossing of paths I heard them talking and assumed that one was married, or at least dating someone from what I heard,the older looking one.  I couldn't see her hands well because her jacket sleeves were pulled down on her hands covering where any rings could be, but I had decided I would ask the other girl anyways because she seemed to have a more interesting personality based upon things I witnessed in the store.  So, I started walking towards them, and at this point I noticed the supposed mother was gone and thought this would help my approach for various reasons.  I reached her, almost getting her alone, her supposed sister was a handful of feet away and had stopped to watch us talk.  I had asked what her age was, which was the same as mine, and then asked if she was single.  She replied with: "No I'm not, I'm sorry." and I replied with something nice and left.  And that was the sadness of my day.