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I've decided to post a (double) "fuck-up report". Most of the time I reserve field reports for my "best" interactions, which may not be very good by others' standards but at least I know I was pushing my limits. That is all very well, but occasionally I think it might be wise to report on some (even) less successful approaches in the hope that others may be able to see where I'm going wrong.
There is an abundance of interactions where I don't even get as far as a phone number... I don't report on those. Here I'm posting two recent ones where I did number-close, but things went awry nonetheless. While the reasons are not apparent to me, they will likely be very obvious to more experienced men.
FU #1
Friday 1/10, 8:20 PM
I see a lady in the grocery store; I estimate she is about 36, but she has no marriage or betrothal ring. She has a magnificent figure for her age, slender and enticing with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hair is very dark and a little wavy, and her complexion is pale and creamy. I stand beside her at the shelf in an otherwise empty aisle, not looking at her, and open: "You have a beautiful figure!"
She thanks me and I turn to engage her. We introduce ourselves; I ask if she lives nearby, and she tells me she has recently bought a condo in a fashionable, central location that I am very familiar with. She has not yet transferred to the city from her old job which is located over 80 miles away in the same state, so she spends only Thursday through Saturday in the city, otherwise she is at work. She plans to move here permanently within the next couple months.
I suggest that we get together for tea next time she is in town. She agrees and gives me her number; we part.
Saturday 1/11, 11:40 AM
I leave the lady a simple voice mail message identifying myself and saying that I enjoyed meeting her and look forward to our further contact. The greeting on her voice mail includes her name, confirming that the number she gave me is correct.
Tuesday 1/14, 4:05 PM
Again she does not answer my call and I leave another voice mail saying that I would like to fix up a time for that cup of tea and would she please return my call. I leave my number.
She has not called me back and by this time, I doubt she will.
__________
FU #2
Thursday 1/16, 1:10 PM
Taking a break between meetings, I am in a Barnes & Noble bookstore on the campus of a technical university in our city. It is within walking distance of my workplace, and the bookstore is attached to a Starbucks which makes it a doubly good location for meeting women. I don't see any promising prospects in the coffee shop this time, so I browse the bookshelves and soon I find myself in the bargain books section, close to a petite, cute young girl who is examining the books in a leisurely, unhurried manner.
If I was being fussy I'd say she could possibly benefit from losing around 10 pounds, but there's something about her lips that turns me on and I also find the look in her eye attractive, if you know what I mean. We circle and move past each other a few times without acknowledging each other directly... I cannot catch her eye to open easily, but after about five minutes, she briefly picks up a novel by Louis de Bernières that I had looked at a moment ago, before returning it. I open situationally: "I picked up that book and put it back too."
She engages me easily and we start talking about the book; I tell her I have read others by the same author and she asks me about them. I tell her that the author tells beautiful stories but that I had found one book tough-going because the level of violence was disturbing. We start talking about the arts in general (literature, music) and how certain works can evoke different emotions from what the creator intended (thanks Zphix). She is open about her preferences. Before things get too deep I ask her name.
I then ask whether she studies at the adjoining university and she says she has been admitted, but hasn't started her course yet—she only graduated from high school last year. Surprised, I ask her age and she tells me she is 18. With a little further prodding, she reveals that she hasn't yet quite decided between two possible majors and we briefly discuss the merits of each; I am able to relate as I did my undergrad in one of these subjects, back in the 90s. She plans to audit a course with a friend who is already attending, right after she leaves the bookstore, to help her with her decision.
I go direct and tell her she has pretty eyes. I ask her on a date and she accepts; since she has the lecture coming up (and I am already late for a meeting!) I take a phone number and wish her well.
Thursday 1/16, 5:00 PM
Presumably her lecture is over by now so I call from my office before leaving for the day, but she does not answer. I leave a voice message saying that it was nice meeting a fellow lover of books and that I look forward to our further contact.
Saturday 1/18, 1:25 PM
I call again and this time she picks up. She says she's having quite a busy weekend and asks about mine. I briefly respond and turn the conversation back to her, but she says she has another call coming in and hangs up. This spectacularly rude behavior I can only interpret as a change of mind, so I don't plan to pursue.
__________
Any idea where I might have gone wrong with these two women?
Thanks!
-Marty
There is an abundance of interactions where I don't even get as far as a phone number... I don't report on those. Here I'm posting two recent ones where I did number-close, but things went awry nonetheless. While the reasons are not apparent to me, they will likely be very obvious to more experienced men.
FU #1
Friday 1/10, 8:20 PM
I see a lady in the grocery store; I estimate she is about 36, but she has no marriage or betrothal ring. She has a magnificent figure for her age, slender and enticing with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hair is very dark and a little wavy, and her complexion is pale and creamy. I stand beside her at the shelf in an otherwise empty aisle, not looking at her, and open: "You have a beautiful figure!"
She thanks me and I turn to engage her. We introduce ourselves; I ask if she lives nearby, and she tells me she has recently bought a condo in a fashionable, central location that I am very familiar with. She has not yet transferred to the city from her old job which is located over 80 miles away in the same state, so she spends only Thursday through Saturday in the city, otherwise she is at work. She plans to move here permanently within the next couple months.
I suggest that we get together for tea next time she is in town. She agrees and gives me her number; we part.
Saturday 1/11, 11:40 AM
I leave the lady a simple voice mail message identifying myself and saying that I enjoyed meeting her and look forward to our further contact. The greeting on her voice mail includes her name, confirming that the number she gave me is correct.
Tuesday 1/14, 4:05 PM
Again she does not answer my call and I leave another voice mail saying that I would like to fix up a time for that cup of tea and would she please return my call. I leave my number.
She has not called me back and by this time, I doubt she will.
__________
FU #2
Thursday 1/16, 1:10 PM
Taking a break between meetings, I am in a Barnes & Noble bookstore on the campus of a technical university in our city. It is within walking distance of my workplace, and the bookstore is attached to a Starbucks which makes it a doubly good location for meeting women. I don't see any promising prospects in the coffee shop this time, so I browse the bookshelves and soon I find myself in the bargain books section, close to a petite, cute young girl who is examining the books in a leisurely, unhurried manner.
If I was being fussy I'd say she could possibly benefit from losing around 10 pounds, but there's something about her lips that turns me on and I also find the look in her eye attractive, if you know what I mean. We circle and move past each other a few times without acknowledging each other directly... I cannot catch her eye to open easily, but after about five minutes, she briefly picks up a novel by Louis de Bernières that I had looked at a moment ago, before returning it. I open situationally: "I picked up that book and put it back too."
She engages me easily and we start talking about the book; I tell her I have read others by the same author and she asks me about them. I tell her that the author tells beautiful stories but that I had found one book tough-going because the level of violence was disturbing. We start talking about the arts in general (literature, music) and how certain works can evoke different emotions from what the creator intended (thanks Zphix). She is open about her preferences. Before things get too deep I ask her name.
I then ask whether she studies at the adjoining university and she says she has been admitted, but hasn't started her course yet—she only graduated from high school last year. Surprised, I ask her age and she tells me she is 18. With a little further prodding, she reveals that she hasn't yet quite decided between two possible majors and we briefly discuss the merits of each; I am able to relate as I did my undergrad in one of these subjects, back in the 90s. She plans to audit a course with a friend who is already attending, right after she leaves the bookstore, to help her with her decision.
I go direct and tell her she has pretty eyes. I ask her on a date and she accepts; since she has the lecture coming up (and I am already late for a meeting!) I take a phone number and wish her well.
Thursday 1/16, 5:00 PM
Presumably her lecture is over by now so I call from my office before leaving for the day, but she does not answer. I leave a voice message saying that it was nice meeting a fellow lover of books and that I look forward to our further contact.
Saturday 1/18, 1:25 PM
I call again and this time she picks up. She says she's having quite a busy weekend and asks about mine. I briefly respond and turn the conversation back to her, but she says she has another call coming in and hangs up. This spectacularly rude behavior I can only interpret as a change of mind, so I don't plan to pursue.
__________
Any idea where I might have gone wrong with these two women?
Thanks!
-Marty