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I have a feeling that this could be a very educational discussion topic, if anyone can provide an explanation.
There is a girl at my workplace, maybe 26 or so, dyed blond hair, we'll call her MeanGirl, just for fun. She's too short and perhaps too curvy to be truly beautiful, but there's no denying she has massive sex appeal—and she knows it. She has outrageously refined social skill, in fact her job is actually to entertain wealthy benefactors. There is another girl the same age, with the same job, who is truly beautiful: thin and with her hair kept in its natural dark color, and she and MeanGirl hang out in cliquey, high-schoolesque fashion—think Mean Girls the movie, if you've ever had the patience to watch that all the way through without throwing a heavy object at the screen ;-) The pair of them exhibit razor-sharp social acumen, as well as a transparently fake superficiality, whereby they can change their manner at will, depending on the person they are interacting with.
I first met MeanGirl when I went for my job interview; she opened the door for me, I smiled at her but didn't think much of it. Obviously I was turned on by her. Next, at the end of one of my first days in the job, she catches up with me in the corridor, beams a smile, starts asking me questions about myself and rides the elevator with me to the parking deck. At this point I'd never heard of GirlsChase; she excited me but I had no idea what to do... and did nothing. End of story, not to worry.
At that stage I had a real "tame" look about myself... I wore a blazer and slacks to the office, eyeglasses, clean-shaven. MeanGirl is all sunshine and light, returns my "hellos" in a cheery manner, quite the perfect social lady.
Now comes the interesting part. About two months later, having stumbled upon GirlsChase, I start cold-approaching in the street, and revise my fashion to make it much more edgy and masculine. I have a confident spring in my step at my newly-discovered hobby. Around this time, MeanGirl starts acting very bitchy toward me, frequently failing to return my greeting or just giving me a "death stare". Huh!
Another two months down the road, I dispense with the eyeglasses and baby face, and decide to wear contacts and grow out stubble. I am now cold-approaching regularly and getting pretty accustomed to it, no shaking or "butterflies" or sweating, just calm, cool eye contact and conversation with new women almost every day. I can feel a swagger in my manner.
Well what do you know? MeanGirl has swung even further in the "nasty" direction. Now she does not even make eye contact, actively avoids me, actually turns her body away slightly upon my approach even in situations where it is her job to remain in position... basically does everything she can to avoid giving me even cursory notice.
I'm good with it, don't for a moment think I'm offended. It's just I find it fascinating. I've hardly spoken with this girl, but I have changed myself—and she appears to have responded, albeit not in a way I could have predicted.
What on Earth do you make of it?
There is a girl at my workplace, maybe 26 or so, dyed blond hair, we'll call her MeanGirl, just for fun. She's too short and perhaps too curvy to be truly beautiful, but there's no denying she has massive sex appeal—and she knows it. She has outrageously refined social skill, in fact her job is actually to entertain wealthy benefactors. There is another girl the same age, with the same job, who is truly beautiful: thin and with her hair kept in its natural dark color, and she and MeanGirl hang out in cliquey, high-schoolesque fashion—think Mean Girls the movie, if you've ever had the patience to watch that all the way through without throwing a heavy object at the screen ;-) The pair of them exhibit razor-sharp social acumen, as well as a transparently fake superficiality, whereby they can change their manner at will, depending on the person they are interacting with.
I first met MeanGirl when I went for my job interview; she opened the door for me, I smiled at her but didn't think much of it. Obviously I was turned on by her. Next, at the end of one of my first days in the job, she catches up with me in the corridor, beams a smile, starts asking me questions about myself and rides the elevator with me to the parking deck. At this point I'd never heard of GirlsChase; she excited me but I had no idea what to do... and did nothing. End of story, not to worry.
At that stage I had a real "tame" look about myself... I wore a blazer and slacks to the office, eyeglasses, clean-shaven. MeanGirl is all sunshine and light, returns my "hellos" in a cheery manner, quite the perfect social lady.
Now comes the interesting part. About two months later, having stumbled upon GirlsChase, I start cold-approaching in the street, and revise my fashion to make it much more edgy and masculine. I have a confident spring in my step at my newly-discovered hobby. Around this time, MeanGirl starts acting very bitchy toward me, frequently failing to return my greeting or just giving me a "death stare". Huh!
Another two months down the road, I dispense with the eyeglasses and baby face, and decide to wear contacts and grow out stubble. I am now cold-approaching regularly and getting pretty accustomed to it, no shaking or "butterflies" or sweating, just calm, cool eye contact and conversation with new women almost every day. I can feel a swagger in my manner.
Well what do you know? MeanGirl has swung even further in the "nasty" direction. Now she does not even make eye contact, actively avoids me, actually turns her body away slightly upon my approach even in situations where it is her job to remain in position... basically does everything she can to avoid giving me even cursory notice.
I'm good with it, don't for a moment think I'm offended. It's just I find it fascinating. I've hardly spoken with this girl, but I have changed myself—and she appears to have responded, albeit not in a way I could have predicted.
What on Earth do you make of it?
