Girl Wants F Close in 15 Seconds!
On Friday night last week, I went out again. Again, this is a bit unusual for me, since I have not been going out recently. This time, a friend and I meet up with our new "crew" which is composed mainly of rock n roll party girls.
This is a valuable social circle for me, so I get a little anxious about maintaining it, showing value in it, bringing value to it, etc. The pros are clear: plenty of pretty girls, and lots of chodey, indie rock guys who will talk their ear off, but not date them or sex them. The cons are equally clear: the girls (and guys) talk about ditzy, superficial things: bugs, clothes, just trivial b.s. that can get quickly boring but which occupies many hours of their time.
Tall Blonde Party Girl Opens Me:
1. Just as I am arriving at the venue, I see a blonde seated at a table, who is eyeing me as I am walking down the aisle. She has a strange, glazed, open mouthed, slight smile.
"I know you," she says (the universal, generic opener). "You're Howie."
me: "no I'm not."
her: "yes you are."
me: "where do we know each other from." (she's cute enough for me to stay: I like tall blondes with curves).
her: "city x"
me: what were we doing together."
her: "we were blowing each other," she whispers this and leans in to be discrete.
me: "what?!?" I'm in semi-disbelief that she would be so bold fifteen seconds into a conversation.
her: "we were f*cking each other," she says a little louder.
me: what the?!?
her: she holds both hands hard, and shoves me as hard as she can in the chest, nearly knocking me over. Conversation over, or so I tell myself.
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Actually, she re-approaches me later on in the patio area. She stands next to me talking to a group. The groups seems reluctant to talk back to her.
She turns over her should and says blah blah blah.
me: "what?"
her: she repeats herself, but it's too noisy, she gets frustrated and walks off.
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Social Circle:
So I meet some friends outside on the patio. Lots of girls to talk to.
Blonde #1:
1. There's a girl I recognize from a previous party. I spoke to her briefly then. I say hi to her. She doesn't recognize me. "Who are you?" she says coldly. A friend has warned me that this girl is a little extreme, so I don't push the interaction at all.
Blonde #2:
2. I go to sit down. There's another tall, pretty blonde. "I don't like your sunglasses!"
me: "is that why you were staring at me?"
We start to banter a little bit, but I'm getting the impression that she is just talking so she can look at me and ogle me. She definitely wants to talk to me, but she feels a bit stifled. She talks, but it mainly consists of teasing, negs and smart alecky comments. She won't smile either.
Brunette #1:
She is extremely short. I am "competing" with a chode who will not leave her side. I find myself a bit stifled here, I must admit.
Brunette #2:
Brunette #1's friend and even hotter. She comes in intermittently to talk to her girlfriend giving me an opportunity to talk to her. She also teases me:
"I wear my sunglasses at night!"
Brunette #3: She's talking to me, shield up somewhat at first, then begins to say, "this is so interesting! let's talk some more!"
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After hours food: two girls are waiting for food. I open them: "you girls are really gonna enjoy this!"
The prettier one just stares at me slack jawed, unable to reply for a second. "oh, ok."
We start chatting but I'm tired and I basically drop the convo since I don't think the prettier girl is pretty enough.
My friend wants to bail. I'm not opposed, as the ditzy, superficial conversations about nothing are wearing me out and I cannot maintain interest. However, I realize later that I should've stayed anyway, in order to capitalize on the value I built in that particular scene. Also, there were multiple opportunities to escalate kino and possibly extract. Again, I'm fearing rejection. Lesson learned--I hope.
