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Guys, this has me stumped.
I opened two girls yesterday, one in my lunch-break and one at about 4 PM when I stepped across the road from my office. Both situations were interestingly similar. I haven't bothered filing FRs as they were unsuccessful... I didn't get phone numbers. The transcripts are not verbatim, but they're accurate in conveying the gist.
The first was on a university campus. As in, not a mixed city/institute buildings area, but actually on campus proper where the streets are public but all the surrounding buildings are either residences for students or academic buildings. At my age that took a bit of letting go of inhibitions, I can tell you.
It is a crisp, sunny fall day and as the students pass I have a little smile with a "what a nice walk on a lovely day" expression. As a cute girl gets closer, I peripherally notice her catch sight of me, meet her eye, smile, and get a smile in return (yes, I have been practicing this routine!). I launch in right away: remember we already have eye contact, so there's no need for preamble.
Later that afternoon I step out of the office planning to head toward an area I have previously identified that can be fruitful at that time of day, but the moment I step outside my building, I catch sight of a girl on the other side of the street. She is coming toward my direction and has a good 200 feet to catch up. To ensure good timing, I cross the street with mock caution, as if to watch for traffic, though in reality it is very light. My intuition tells me she catches on to this pretense, because when I get across I am maybe 10 feet ahead of her and walking in the same direction and she keeps moving to one side or another to widen the angle so that it is effectively easier for me to notice her behind me.
After a minute or so of this (roughly a half-block), I have allowed her to catch up completely by walking extra slow, with a kind of cocky swagger. At this point the sidewalk narrows. I stand aside a little to allow her through and actually she looks toward me and smiles. I meet her gaze. I am even quicker off the mark this time:
Thanks!
-Marty
I opened two girls yesterday, one in my lunch-break and one at about 4 PM when I stepped across the road from my office. Both situations were interestingly similar. I haven't bothered filing FRs as they were unsuccessful... I didn't get phone numbers. The transcripts are not verbatim, but they're accurate in conveying the gist.
The first was on a university campus. As in, not a mixed city/institute buildings area, but actually on campus proper where the streets are public but all the surrounding buildings are either residences for students or academic buildings. At my age that took a bit of letting go of inhibitions, I can tell you.
It is a crisp, sunny fall day and as the students pass I have a little smile with a "what a nice walk on a lovely day" expression. As a cute girl gets closer, I peripherally notice her catch sight of me, meet her eye, smile, and get a smile in return (yes, I have been practicing this routine!). I launch in right away: remember we already have eye contact, so there's no need for preamble.
- Marty: Do you have a second?
Girl: Sure! (Her smile broadens. She stops instantly.)
Marty: You have a cute smile! Just wanted to tell you that.
Girl: Thank you!
Marty: What's your name? (I indicate for her to start moving again in the direction she was going.)
- Marty: So where are you off to now?
Girl: I'm just going to get some lunch.
Marty: Why don't we have lunch together?
Girl: Sorry, I can't, I have to study for XYZ test.
Marty: That's okay, well let's grab lunch another time then!
Girl: I really can't... I have a boyfriend. It was nice meeting you!
Later that afternoon I step out of the office planning to head toward an area I have previously identified that can be fruitful at that time of day, but the moment I step outside my building, I catch sight of a girl on the other side of the street. She is coming toward my direction and has a good 200 feet to catch up. To ensure good timing, I cross the street with mock caution, as if to watch for traffic, though in reality it is very light. My intuition tells me she catches on to this pretense, because when I get across I am maybe 10 feet ahead of her and walking in the same direction and she keeps moving to one side or another to widen the angle so that it is effectively easier for me to notice her behind me.
After a minute or so of this (roughly a half-block), I have allowed her to catch up completely by walking extra slow, with a kind of cocky swagger. At this point the sidewalk narrows. I stand aside a little to allow her through and actually she looks toward me and smiles. I meet her gaze. I am even quicker off the mark this time:
- Marty: You have a cute smile.
Girl: Thank you!
Marty: What's your name?
- Marty: Well, shall we grab a coffee some time?
Girl: No, I'm afraid not.
Marty: How come?
Girl: I have a boyfriend.
Marty: I guessed as much. I'm actually kinda attached myself, but... (trails off with dismissive gesture)
Girl: It's just coffee?
Marty: Exactly. Why don't you give me your number just in case.
Girl: No, I'm sorry. (still smiling and clearly enjoying herself)
Marty: Well, it was nice talking to you anyway. You have a very nice perfume. (It was. It "wowed" me, which is rare.)
Girl: Thank you! Enjoy the rest of your day.
Thanks!
-Marty