My failure with beautiful women #1
I’m at a small but elite party where the great and good have gathered.
There is a beautiful woman. A bit skinny but tall, elegant and by God, she has a smile that could sink a thousand ships. And hearts probably too. The fact she’s wearing a costume that sparks off visions of my very own Leela (and skimpier to boot) in my head can’t be bad either.
So, there I am. She’s smiling at me. My heartbeat goes up slightly.
Then she comes over. To me. I can’t believe it. My heartbeat is getting erratic at this point.
She says: “Oh there you are! I was looking for you earlier!”
And she gives another killer smile and looks in my eye. My heart is probably nudging my rib cage to see whether a jump out of my chest is possible, while as nonchantly as I can, I squeak “oh really?”
She says: “Oh yes. Come and sit down.”
and somehow, my heart takes time out from testing the strength of the rib cage to help move my legs over to the comfy sofa.
She sits, turns to me, gives me another mega-ton killer-watt smile with the beautiful bright big eyes, and says to me…
“Now … what can you tell me about search engines?”
Categorized as Dating
So did you get her number…?
As odd as it may be, I tend to have more luck at gay clubs. With women that is. Straight women, me being a straight man (I can’t stress that enough). Perhaps it’s something to try?
Dude, who doesn’t get a little hot talking about Google?
Why is that a failure? I hit on geeky guys by talking technology all the time? Or are you implying that she didn’t even know what a search engine is? Because THAT would be sad.
Erm, I am getting a distinct feeling of deja vu here…. or is it just me?
Maybe she wants some help with building her pr0n paysite
Hey, getting into a conversation is what I find hardest. What you’re describing is what I consider success.