Flirting
Do you flirt with check-out girls just for the heck of it? Are you a check-out girl and flirt with sad-looking middle-aged men for fun? Are you Vernon Kay? Tell us about flirting triumphs and disasters
Thanks to Che Grimsdale for the suggestion
( , Thu 18 Feb 2010, 13:00)
Do you flirt with check-out girls just for the heck of it? Are you a check-out girl and flirt with sad-looking middle-aged men for fun? Are you Vernon Kay? Tell us about flirting triumphs and disasters
Thanks to Che Grimsdale for the suggestion
( , Thu 18 Feb 2010, 13:00)
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Does this sound familiar to anybody?
I have absolutely no problem talking to women, no matter how drop-dead gorgeous, important, famous, whatever, if a reason for talking to them exists or can be naturally contrived. It's enjoyable and easy.
If, however I spotted a good-looking woman, and a friend (or that Aussie woman from Would Like To Meet) said "You like her? Go and talk to her!" I'd consider it the most scary, harrowing thing imaginable, and would run for the exits instead.
Anybody?
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 14:52, 6 replies)
I have absolutely no problem talking to women, no matter how drop-dead gorgeous, important, famous, whatever, if a reason for talking to them exists or can be naturally contrived. It's enjoyable and easy.
If, however I spotted a good-looking woman, and a friend (or that Aussie woman from Would Like To Meet) said "You like her? Go and talk to her!" I'd consider it the most scary, harrowing thing imaginable, and would run for the exits instead.
Anybody?
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 14:52, 6 replies)
Strangely enough, quite the opposite.
I guess because I believe I have no chance I lose any inhibitions about talking to a beautiful girl.
My friends often get wound up because I'll be the one quite happily chatting to the brolly girls or the stunner on the plane.
It tends to be when they suggest it I go into chatty mode even more!
Edit; I guess that doesn't really answer your question, but hey ho!
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:00, closed)
I guess because I believe I have no chance I lose any inhibitions about talking to a beautiful girl.
My friends often get wound up because I'll be the one quite happily chatting to the brolly girls or the stunner on the plane.
It tends to be when they suggest it I go into chatty mode even more!
Edit; I guess that doesn't really answer your question, but hey ho!
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:00, closed)
That's kind of my point
If I ended up sat next to a stunner on a plane I'd end up chatting away without fear - I've twice ended up with a kiss on the cheek in Arrivals and once with a phone number, to the envy of my friends.
There is no way on Earth I would ever have walked across the departures lounge to start a conversation though.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:15, closed)
If I ended up sat next to a stunner on a plane I'd end up chatting away without fear - I've twice ended up with a kiss on the cheek in Arrivals and once with a phone number, to the envy of my friends.
There is no way on Earth I would ever have walked across the departures lounge to start a conversation though.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:15, closed)
Yeah, I know I've kinda re-enforced it,
It's when my mates say cor etc, and can't get it together to do it themselves, I just can't help it!
I still know I haven't a chance (perhaps more accurately THEY haven't a chance (too happily married)) which I guess spurns me on more, just to keep the hand in, so to speak.
Another edit!; thinking about it, you're spot on. If I was doing it for me, I probably would shit myself too!
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:18, closed)
It's when my mates say cor etc, and can't get it together to do it themselves, I just can't help it!
I still know I haven't a chance (perhaps more accurately THEY haven't a chance (too happily married)) which I guess spurns me on more, just to keep the hand in, so to speak.
Another edit!; thinking about it, you're spot on. If I was doing it for me, I probably would shit myself too!
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:18, closed)
I can't talk to any women.
I once asked a girl how to escape the dungeon on lvl 5 without using the iron key, but she just gave me a funny look.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:14, closed)
I once asked a girl how to escape the dungeon on lvl 5 without using the iron key, but she just gave me a funny look.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:14, closed)
Though now I think about it
I was at a bar in Vietnam with a mate, who is completely petrified of talking to women under any circumstances, but was hungrily eyeing up the table of Aussie girls in the corner. In that situation, not being the shyest nor the one on the pull, I had absolutely no problem in going over and talking to them, and even knew what I was going to say when I got there. Now this mate had been wearing his wrap-arounds all the time while getting a decent tan elsewhere, so I started with "Excuse me, ladies, can I ask you a question? Have you seen any pandas in Vietnam?". When they replied with a puzzled "No", I turned round to point out my mate, only to see the bar door flapping just like in the Westerns. I then immediately realised I was on my own, talking to a bunch of women who probably thought *I* was trying to chat them up, turned red, and bolted it through the door after him.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:27, closed)
I was at a bar in Vietnam with a mate, who is completely petrified of talking to women under any circumstances, but was hungrily eyeing up the table of Aussie girls in the corner. In that situation, not being the shyest nor the one on the pull, I had absolutely no problem in going over and talking to them, and even knew what I was going to say when I got there. Now this mate had been wearing his wrap-arounds all the time while getting a decent tan elsewhere, so I started with "Excuse me, ladies, can I ask you a question? Have you seen any pandas in Vietnam?". When they replied with a puzzled "No", I turned round to point out my mate, only to see the bar door flapping just like in the Westerns. I then immediately realised I was on my own, talking to a bunch of women who probably thought *I* was trying to chat them up, turned red, and bolted it through the door after him.
( , Fri 19 Feb 2010, 15:27, closed)
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