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Then I tell her friend to make up a story about the ring. The 7′s story is something about Egypt, and the other’s story is about her family owning a diamond mine. I go with the obstacle’s story and then resume the conversation with the obstacle. She says her previous major was psychology, I ask her if she’s good at reading people.
So then….I say something that I think was pretty golden (I’m gonna keep using it).
“Oh really? You’re good at analyzing people? What’s -her- biggest fear?”
She hmms and haws with it a little, but I totally know they’re intrigued. Easy to see and feel. I smile (now, this whole time I’ve been facing away from them a bit in my body language, and they’ve been turned toward me…now, I bring myself in), and say “How about -I- go first?”
I make a little show about “okay this is personal” blah blah blah.
Then I say…”my biggest fear is to skydive into a pool full of sharks that then eat me alive.”
They start to laugh, and I laugh too, but I’m like ‘no that’s serious, it’s real.’
We talk about it for a bit, then she reveals the target’s fear, which is “moving on” from her first love or whatever. I don’t dwell on it, I just spin it into something else like ‘ahhh relationships, that’s interesting….yeah that can be tough, hmmmmmm…let me guess.’ I point at both
“you’re an aquarius….”
The target just lights up — like ‘how did you know?!’ blah blah blah. Lucky guess. Right now, I’m feeling pretty awesome.
“…and you’re a Sagittarius…”
Survey says incorrect on the second one. But the obstacle likes me, and she gives me a hint — stubborn, so I guess Taurus. Suddenly, the obstacle is like ‘hey, are you here alone?’ Ah shit….where is he? Time for an executive decision. I say that I’m here with a friend and that we’re actually trying to find a girl that keeps texting me to come to a bar, but she keeps failing to tell us where (I’m so sure I must have read about this gambit somewhere). The good news is that I actually do have a female friend who sort of could fit that bill. And that friend is decently attractive.
How to Burn Down a Marriage
The Key to a Great Marriage: Hating the Same Things
6 Reasons Why Having Childless Friends Is Awesome
The 7 Stages of First Best Friendship
I Will Probably Always Be a Single Mom
What the Statistics Won't Tell You About Single Mothers
10 Lessons About Friendship for My Daughter
I'm a Single Mom Taking My Chances on Ellen DeGeneres' Matchmaking Skills
Dear Single Moms on Valentine’s Day — You're Going to Be OK
On Mentally Preparing Myself for Dating as a Single Mom
Jennifer Lopez and I Approach Dating the Same Way: We Don't Do It
This Is What Divorce Looks Like
My Divorce Has Left Me with a Laundry List of Deal Breakers
Then I tell her friend to make up a story about the ring. The 7′s story is something about Egypt, and the other’s story is about her family owning a diamond mine. I go with the obstacle’s story and then resume the conversation with the obstacle. She says her previous major was psychology, I ask her if she’s good at reading people.
So then….I say something that I think was pretty golden (I’m gonna keep using it).
“Oh really? You’re good at analyzing people? What’s -her- biggest fear?”
She hmms and haws with it a little, but I totally know they’re intrigued. Easy to see and feel. I smile (now, this whole time I’ve been facing away from them a bit in my body language, and they’ve been turned toward me…now, I bring myself in), and say “How about -I- go first?”
I make a little show about “okay this is personal” blah blah blah.
Then I say…”my biggest fear is to skydive into a pool full of sharks that then eat me alive.”
They start to laugh, and I laugh too, but I’m like ‘no that’s serious, it’s real.’
We talk about it for a bit, then she reveals the target’s fear, which is “moving on” from her first love or whatever. I don’t dwell on it, I just spin it into something else like ‘ahhh relationships, that’s interesting….yeah that can be tough, hmmmmmm…let me guess.’ I point at both
“you’re an aquarius….”
The target just lights up — like ‘how did you know?!’ blah blah blah. Lucky guess. Right now, I’m feeling pretty awesome.
“…and you’re a Sagittarius…”
Survey says incorrect on the second one. But the obstacle likes me, and she gives me a hint — stubborn, so I guess Taurus. Suddenly, the obstacle is like ‘hey, are you here alone?’ Ah shit….where is he? Time for an executive decision. I say that I’m here with a friend and that we’re actually trying to find a girl that keeps texting me to come to a bar, but she keeps failing to tell us where (I’m so sure I must have read about this gambit somewhere). The good news is that I actually do have a female friend who sort of could fit that bill. And that friend is decently attractive.
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